It started like any other school day, with the usual hustle and bustle of lockers slamming and students huddling in groups, but then it happened: the debate of the century.
"I'm telling you, the third-floor bathrooms are way cleaner than the ones on the second," Julian said, adjusting their scarf like a seasoned diplomat preparing to defend their point in an important debate. "No one ever uses the third floor! It's practically untouched. The porcelain is pristine."
Luca, mid-bite of a granola bar, raised an eyebrow. "You're definitely exaggerating. I went up there last week, and the sink looked like it belonged in a horror movie. And don't even get me started on the floor tiles."
Julian gasped dramatically. "A horror movie? You must've been in the wrong bathroom. That's the thing about bathrooms—you have to choose wisely."
Milo, who was busy organizing their backpack, looked up with an expression of quiet concern. "But have you considered the functionality of the bathrooms? I mean, cleanliness is important, but accessibility is paramount. How long does it take to walk all the way to the third floor? You could be late for class!"
"Exactly!" Luca chimed in. "Efficiency over luxury. I'm not trekking all the way up there just to get a whiff of lavender-scented soap."
The MC, who had been quietly observing the spectacle, scribbled in their notebook:
"I think we're missing the point. It's just a bathroom."
But no one seemed to hear. Julian was already deep in thought, hands on hips, fully immersed in their argument. "It's about the experience, my dear friends. You have to embrace the atmosphere of the bathroom. If you're going to spend a few minutes in there, it needs to be comfortable."
Lila, who had joined the group just in time to hear the chaos, shook her head with a smile. "Are we seriously debating bathrooms now?"
"Yes, Lila, yes," Julian replied, looking as if she had just uncovered the greatest truth of all. "The bathroom is an art form."
Luca snorted, almost choking on their granola bar. "The bathroom is a place for quick in-and-out business, not a spa day."
"True, true," the MC wrote quickly in their notebook:
"Bathrooms are overrated."
The conversation escalated into full-blown chaos as everyone pitched in their opinions, debating the merits of various bathroom locations and even discussing their past bathroom disasters. At some point, someone mentioned the janitor's closet, and that was enough to send the entire group into fits of laughter.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the bell rang. Class was starting, and the bathroom debate had reached its epic conclusion: no one had agreed on anything.
But as they walked to class, Luca looked at Julian and said, "Next time, we're taking the third-floor bathrooms, and you're buying me a snack for the effort."
"Deal," Julian said with a dramatic flourish. "It'll be our adventure."
The MC quickly wrote:
"Just another day with these weirdos."