When Julie had seen the falling star that night, she sent her one wish along with it: a wish to be famous. She had been sitting out on her apartment balcony, munching on a piece of toast, when the flash of white light blazed by. In retrospect, the phrasing of her wish was careless. However, when the magic of the universe chooses to grant such things, it also tries to give us the very last thing we expect.

She walked back inside, still eating the toast. Her evening snack, which usually passed for her dinner, didn't seem quite as satisfying now. But it was still early, and perhaps she could splurge a little and treat herself to a night out, or maybe some delivery.
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June 9, 2023
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