"someone a space friend from rialo"
That day, the sky was gloomy, but my mood was bright at least until I saw Alfred standing in front of Rialo with an expression like he had just uncovered a cosmic secret.
Hey! You’re here too?” I shouted, half-surprised, half-excited.
Alfred stared at me seriously and said, “Turns out destiny is real.”
I couldn’t help but hold back a laugh. His seriousness made the whole moment even more dramatic.
We decided to move to Space X, a futuristic café with neon lights and spaceship-shaped chairs. Sitting on a wobbly capsule sofa that felt like it could take off at any moment, I started sharing all the ridiculous things that had happened recently: the neighbor’s cat crashing a Zoom meeting, the office printer shooting ink like a fountain, and the mis-sent email that had the boss panicking.
Alfred laughed, but then suddenly he stared out the window. “Imagine,” he said, in a voice full of mystery, “if one day humans live on Mars… I hope we remember this moment the same coffee, the same laughter.”
I held my breath, because his dramatic flair was at maximum. But before I could say anything… our coffee spilled. Right onto the capsule sofa.
We froze. Then, at the same time, we burst out laughing—laughing so hard we almost toppled off the sofa.
And in that moment, I realized: funny, dramatic, even chaotic… sometimes the best moments aren’t about the place or the plan they’re about who’s sitting next to you.
