Meteor Wishes on a Rooftop Date
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Story transcript
Lida: First meteor in three... two...
Naveen: If you blink, you'll miss it.
Paxton: Statistically, you have eight seconds. Plenty of time for romantic delusions.
Taunie: I wish my Pokédex could catalog moments this quiet.
Lida: Careful. Wishes out loud don't count.
Taunie: Good thing I'm not wishing for me, then.
Lida: Did you see that one? It looked like it curved.
Naveen: Yeah... curved right toward you.
Paxton: Last cup. Contains microscopic meteorite dust. Probably.
Taunie: Only you could make debris sound romantic.
Naveen: Next shower peaks in ninety seconds. Everyone ready?
Lida: Please let him not be a total idiot.
Naveen: Please let that wish be about me.
Paxton: Statistically, at least one of us wasted a wish.
Taunie: Only if you wished for meteorite-free cocoa.
Lida: You can't wish for infinite wishes, Naveen!
Naveen: Too late. Already used my second wish changing yours.