Fun

It’s August. The kind of warm, sticky summer night where the cicadas are doing their best impression of a broken alarm clock outside your window. Someone’s got lofi hip-hop playing from their phone at just the right volume. There’s a plate of snacks on the table that nobody’s really eating because everyone’s too busy arguing about something completely unhinged. You know this night. We’ve all had it. One friend swears aliens built the pyramids. Another insists the moon landing was filmed in a Hollywood studio. Someone else is convinced there’s a secret civilization living inside the Earth, and they have receipts. The debate gets louder. The snacks get forgotten. And somewhere around 2 AM, you realize nobody has any answers — but everyone has an opinion. ...