Oscar sat comfortably on the sleek, modern couch, the vibrant studio lights reflecting off the glossy surface of the set for Girl the Grid. He felt a familiar rush of excitement as the camera rolled, the playful energy of the game drawing him in. The interviewer, a charismatic young woman with an infectious smile, leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“Never have I ever missed a flight,” she said, the question hanging in the air like a teasing whisper. Oscar, unable to resist the challenge, raised his panel confidently, the bold letters “I HAVE” flashing brightly. Laughter erupted from the crew, a mix of shared experiences and gentle judgment, and the interviewer’s expression turned from playful to intrigued.

“You want to tell us what happened?” she prompted, leaning forward as if to draw out the story like a secret. Oscar chuckled, the memory flooding back, and he ran a hand through his tousled hair