Lucky

Oh, the house party was epic! Full of surprises.

I couldn't help but flashback to last night. The pulsating beats, vibrant moments, and romantic escapades—it was a scene straight out of a movie.

A rush of memories from the fun house opening flooded my mind.

As I reminisced about the incredible night, I couldn't help but smile. It was one of those rare moments where every element seamlessly merged to create a night etched in my memory forever.

Even now, I could feel the rush of adrenaline and excitement coursing through me.

I typed back my reply,

"Ok noted"

"It went well, interacted with friends I haven't seen in a while"

"It was party, food, drinks etc"

"A lil hangover though lol"

"Wait where are you going for the exchange program"

Yeah, no way I was gonna spill the beans about my adventures with Precious. That's strictly classified, haha! Plus, it's Too Much Information.

The day had progressed as usual, tasks and responsibilities demanding my attention. However, the knowledge that a unique connection had unfolded on Vibly added a layer of excitement to the otherwise routine events.

Despite the professional hustle and bustle, the anticipation of something beyond the ordinary norms lingered, injecting a sense of intrigue and curiosity into the mundane.

Ping** a reply came in almost immediately Just then,

"Daniel!" Mr. David's voice preceded his arrival into the interns' office, coinciding with the arrival of a new notification on my phone. "Sir," I replied, bracing myself for what was to follow.

He and Mr. Wesson strolled into the interns' office, Mr. Wesson's towering 5'9" figure casting a noticeable contrast next to Mr. David's presence. I had encountered them earlier that morning during the meeting, where the last report presented seemed flawless, leaving me curious about their current visit.

"Chidi was on the last shift, right?" Mr. David initiated.

"Go gear up, we're leaving for the field in 5 minutes," he added briskly, turning around, Mr. Wesson following suit, trailing behind him as if he were a glorified PA.

"Excuse me, sir, it's actually Ben's shift for field duties," I interjected cautiously.

He halted, his figure pivoting around sharply. "Ben?" he inquired, a tinge of surprise evident in his voice.

"Yes, Ben, the new intern." The agency's protocol dictated that new interns immediately take on the subsequent shift to expedite their learning of the technical department's intricacies, particularly involving fieldwork.

"Where's he now?" Mr. David probed further, a note of urgency coloring his query.

"At the admin's office, I'll go get him now," Mr. David announced decisively.

"Let me go get him," Chidi insisted, stepping forward.

"Oh, thanks," I responded, relieved that Chidi offered to handle the task. Hopefully, he wouldn't get pulled into whatever the admin had Ben tied up in.

I noticed a slight disappointment flicker across Mr. David's face as he exited the room.

Ben accompanying them to the field meant they would inevitably shift from their primary roles to become instructors.

It wasn't an ideal situation for getting the job done efficiently, diverting their focus from tasks that demanded their expertise.

The subtle dismay on Engr. David's expression spoke volumes. Field duties were meant for learning and application, not to turn seasoned professionals into lecturers.

With their departure I finally opened Siri's text,

"Haha hope your sober up now"

"I'm going to France"

"But not Paris of course"

Oh wow. Another coincidence. Always wanted to go to France.

"Yea I'm good now thanks, not that serious"

"Aww but eventually you would get to move around"

"France is a lovely place, I think"

"Well guess I'd have to know more from your experience eventually"

"So how's your French mademoiselle"

Just then, Chidi made his way into the office. "Whoa, Chidi, the admin didn't take you hostage?" I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Chidi laughed, "Well, he tried. I quickly gave an excuse, saying I was instructed to assist and give Ben an induction on the equipment and instruments for the field."

"Yooo! Smart move. Lucky you, your brain didn't fail you this time," I quipped, the room filling with the sound of light laughter.

It was a moment of relief amidst the seriousness of the situation.

PING***

"Yea it's a lovely place"

"But gotta be careful of the pick pockets"

"Haha Je peux un petit peu Francais"

"Wow. Impressive, clearly you've done your homework"

"Lol I had to translate that"

"How about your phonetics?"

I remarked, impressed by her language skills.

As I awaited Siri's reply, I shifted my focus to my laptop, diligently typing the chapters for my book that needed updating due to the lag from the previous night's party.

Although I had already managed to add a few additional chapters on Saturday, foreseeing the potential delay, I realized the importance of addressing this now.

I understood that if I didn't tackle this task while I was still alert and free in the office, the weariness that usually settled in by the time I got home might hinder my progress.

The urgency to update my book pushed me to utilize this moment of productivity during the work hours.

I knew the importance of capitalizing on my current state of wakefulness and concentration to ensure the necessary modifications were completed before the day's end.

The steady clicking of keys on the laptop echoed my determination to accomplish this task efficiently, seizing the opportunity provided by the conducive environment of the office.

PING*** Vibly 3:47 PM

"Still learning and could be better"

"Like it still take a longer time to translate or speak"

"But fingers crossed it will get better"

She replied optimistically.

"It will, especially when you start interacting with them in France," I encouraged.

"Plus, you're going there for educational purposes after all."

"Yeah, hopefully," she replied.

"I'll teach you some French once I become better at it," she offered.

Haha, teach me? Awwn, what a lovely offer, I thought, appreciating her gesture. I pondered whether I should share my dislike for virtual class sessions with her but decided to hold off on that for now.

My exchange with Siri continued, each message adding depth to our developing bond.

"That would be awesome!"

"Always wanted to learn French. I missed my chance at high school because it wasn't in the curriculum."

"I hope it won't be too stressful for you. haha"

Time passed and the clock relentlessly ticked away the hours, No reply had come from Siri.

I found myself marveling at the captivating and serendipitous storyline that had unexpectedly unfolded on this digital platform with her.

The journey that commenced as a mere interaction gradually blossomed into something extraordinary.

What began as a casual conversation evolved into a surprisingly delightful exchange of thoughts and ideas.

It was truly astounding how Siri had transformed into such a remarkable conversationalist.

Her insights were thought-provoking, her perspectives refreshing, and her ability to engage in meaningful discussions was nothing short of remarkable.

Every interaction felt like a discovery, a delightful unveiling of new layers in our conversations.

More so, what made this encounter even more special was the authenticity that resonated through her words. The vibes she emanated felt genuinely sincere.

It was as though each message conveyed a sense of real connection, transcending the boundaries of mere digital communication. There was an inexplicable comfort in our exchanges, as if the pixels and texts on the screen harbored a warmth and authenticity that echoed in every word exchanged.

Amidst the digital realm, a unique connection had blossomed, one that felt refreshingly authentic and engaging.