Okay...So it's been a while since I've uploaded a Miraculous Ladybug fanfic, not really going to get around to updating Pharaoh's Revenge any time soon. So...R&R, and I own nothing but my OCs.

Side Note: I put this in a No Miraculous AU, and aged up the characters slightly.

Sabrina didn't know what she was expecting to have happen when she got home from work that morning. Most of the time, her morning went as follows: She got back from her night shift at an ungodly hour, played whatever messages were on her answering machine since she and Alya had a tendency to go out during the night, although whatever Alya did during the night was beyond her; scarfed down whatever breakfast she could get her hands on in her tired state, and crash in her room for a few hours before she was forced to get up for her morning classes later that day, and be back home with just enough time to change into her work uniform for another overnight shift. But just as she was grabbing a hold of the apple that was in the bowl on the counter so she could scarf it down and sleep, she heard this from her answering machine:

"Hey, Sabrina," Alya's voice said, her tone nervous and apologetic; which was never a good sign because it normally meant that she did something stupid trying to get a lead on a story. "I need you to come bail me out from the police station. I kind of got arrested."

Yep. Of course. What else could Sabrina have expected from her journalist roommate?

"God damn it," Sabrina grumbled, picking up her phone and calling Chloe because she was the only one with the funds to bail Alya out. Again.

"Let me guess," her blonde friend said with a tired drawl in her voice. "Alya got arrested again chasing a lead."

"Yeah," she said as she grabbed her purse. "And you know the drill."

"Don't worry, I'm already sending you the money right now," she said over the sound of computer keys clicking in the background. "Although I wish this girl would get an actual job and not keep mooching off of you until one of her stories takes off."

"Well, you can't always get what you want," Sabrina sighed before she hung up on her to keep from telling Chloe that she was right. Because she'd said it to her enough times in the past whenever Chloe was in the wrong. Telling her she was right in one of the few instances where she was, was just going to be like playing a broken record. And she didn't want to play that record again for as long as she lived.

"Alya, why do you do this to me?" she asked out loud before she left to pick up her roommate.

R&R.