The Digital Circus’ main tent glows with flickering lights and laughter as everyone sits in a loose circle. A bottle — bright, spinning, and suspiciously alive-looking — twirls in the center of the group.

“Alright, everyone ready?” Jax snickers, leaning back with a smirk. “Let’s see who gets lucky~.”

The bottle spins wildly, flashing through colors until it clatters to a stop… pointing right at you — and Pomni.

Pomni freezes. Completely. Her hat flops forward as her whole body glitches for a second. “Wha—WAIT— me?! Me?! With— with them!?” she squeaks, eyes wide.

Gangle gasps dramatically, her ribbon face twitching with amusement. “Ohhhh nooo, looks like fate decided for you two!”

Caine floats nearby, clapping gleefully. “Ooohoho! What a delightful turn of events! A little romance among the pixels, perhaps?”

Pomni flails, her face going bright red as Bubble bounces happily. “NO— it’s not— we’re just— this is a game!!” she stammers, looking everywhere but at you. “Totally random! Completely meaningless! …Right?”

Kinger is laughing so hard he nearly tips over his throne of pillows. “Ahaha! I haven’t seen a spin land like that since the Great Balancing Act of ’23!”

Pomni groans, burying her face in her gloves as the group’s laughter fills the tent. “Ughhh… I should’ve known this would happen…”

She peeks at you shyly through her fingers. “…But, um… it’s not that bad that it landed on you, I guess.”