It was quiet; unless you count the noise from Adrien's game. Felix tolerated it while writing in his journal. He wrote more about how he was feeling and how Adrien contributed to it. He was about to start a new paragraph when he heard a groan.

"Are you kidding me," Adrien growled.

"What?"

"My battery died and I lost all my progress!" He rummaged through his bag nearby and groaned again. "And I forgot my charger; great!"

Adrien chucked the device back in his bag and pulled out his phone. He texted a few people until he realized something. Felix reminded him of himself at some point; stiff and unresponsive. He probably didn't have a lot of friends, well except maybe that Marinette girl. Boy, was she cute and fiesty. Where was he going with this? Oh yeah, friends or lack there of for Felix. If Adrien didn't have Nino, he'd be lost. So, Adrien was going to be Felix's Nino, whether he liked it or not. So how was he going to do it? Well, the same way Nino got him; food.

"Hey, you hungry," Adrien asked.

Felix just looked at him.

"You know we can't leave without a way to get back in and we can't call room service," Felix deadpanned.

"I know, I know. But, I have something that you might like," said Adrien as he looked through his bag.

Felix was a bit curious now and was surprised when he saw a familiar blue package.

"Are those," asked Felix.

"Oreos? You bet! You want some?"

"I shouldn't."

"You sure? They're double stuffed," Adrien sing-songed.

"Well," Felix faltered a bit. He was a sucker for those things. Marinette knew it and would sneak some to him when his father and assistant weren't looking. "I normally eat them with peanut butter."

And that was true, he discovered that by accident and he was hooked on them. It was a guilty pleasure for him.

"You serious," cried Adrien. "I do, too!"

Adrien pulled a jar of Jiffy peanut butter.

"No way! Marinette thinks it's weird."

"Bridgette does as well."

The two boys settled on the floor with the cookies and peanut butter jar between them.

"So, how do you know Marinette? Are you and her like," asked Adrien, unsure of what to say.

"Like what," asked a confused Felix.

"Like, going out?"

Felix nearly choked on his cookie. Then he laughed.

"Are you kidding?! She's like a sister to me! Plus she works for my dad as an intern, and I make it a point to not date people in my dad's company." Felix then smirked. "Why? You like her?"

Adrien turned red and stuffed an Oreo in his mouth, much to Felix's amusement. After Adrien finished eating, he asked his own question.

"What kind of company does your dad own?"

"He's a fashion designer; he's headquartered in Paris. What does your dad do?"

Adrien's smile fell.

"I never knew my dad. It's just been me, my mom, Bridgette and Tikki."

"I'm sorry I brought it up," said Felix. "What happened?"

"Mom said that they split after I was born." There was a brief pause till Adrien changed topics. "My mom owns art gallery's. She's even painted a few pieces herself. What does your mom do?"

Felix's face also fell into a somber expression.

"I don't know my mother. My father and she split right after I was born. For a while, it was me and him. Then his fashion career took off and soon Plagg, Nathalie, Gorilla and Marinette came along."

"Are you involved with your dad's business," asked Adrien.

"Yeah, I model," sighed Felix.

"You don't like it?"

"Not really. I'm only doing it to make my dad happy. Funny thing is that Plagg knew my dad and my mom before I came along. He says my dad changed and not in a good way." A heavy atmosphere settled between them, so Felix tried to lighten things up. "What about you?"

"I help out in the galleries at times. But, art's not my thing. I prefer science; physics to be exact."

"Same here. Isn't weird how similar we are?"

"You mean other than our looks? Yeah, I guess you're right. How old are you?"

"I'll be 17 on September 15th."

"What?! That's my birthday, too!"

"Really?"

The two went quiet; both seemed to have the same thought but didn't know if they should say it. Unable to take the silence, they whipped their gazes to each other.

"10 AM September 15th, 2000," they both spoke.

They were shocked that they both said it. It was too perfect; no way could it be coincidental. To be born at the same time on the same date.

"There's no way, this is impossible," said Felix.

"Yeah; pure coincidence," said Adrien.

But neither could help the nagging feeling in their brains that maybe, this wasn't.