Scene: A cozy living room in Chicago. Soft indie music plays in the background. Two friends, Mia and Jordan, are lounging on the couch with coffee mugs in hand. A small hand mirror lies cracked on the coffee table.
Mia: (wide-eyed, clutching her mug like it’s a life raft)
“Oh my god, Jordan. I’m doomed. Seven years of bad luck. SEVEN YEARS.”
Jordan: (chuckling)
“Mia, you dropped a five-dollar mirror from Walgreens. You’re not cursed, you’re just clumsy.”
Mia:
“No, no, you don’t understand! My grandma used to swear by this. She even made me bury broken mirrors in the backyard to ‘neutralize the bad luck.’”
Jordan: (grinning)
“So… your backyard is like a graveyard for mirrors?”
Mia: (dead serious)
“Exactly. Sacred ground.”
Jordan: (leaning forward, trying to be gentle)
“Okay, look. The whole ‘seven years’ thing comes from ancient Rome. They believed life renewed itself every seven years. And mirrors back then were, like, ridiculously expensive and rare. So if you broke one, it wasn’t bad luck—it was more like, ‘Congratulations, you just bankrupted yourself.’”
Mia: (nodding slowly)
“Historical context… still terrifying.”
Jordan:
“But scientifically, there’s no energy transfer, no cosmic karmic debt from a broken mirror. It’s just shards of glass and bad sweeping technique.”
Mia: (half-laughing)
“Tell that to me when I stub my toe for the third time this week.”
Jordan:
“Correlation isn’t causation! Maybe you stubbed your toe because you’re always texting while walking. Remember last week? You walked into a mailbox.”
Mia: (grinning sheepishly)
“Okay… fair.”
Jordan: (playfully)
“And if breaking a mirror really caused bad luck, imagine the insurance industry. ‘Sorry, your car accident claim is denied. Our investigation shows you shattered your bathroom mirror last Thursday.’”
Mia: (laughing now)
“Fine, fine. But you know, it feels real. Like… when something bad happens right after, your brain connects the dots.”
Jordan: (nodding)
“Absolutely. That’s called confirmation bias. Your brain looks for patterns because patterns make us feel safe. But sometimes, life’s just messy and random, not some cosmic punishment.”
Mia:
“Yeah, well, random is scarier than a vengeful mirror spirit.”
Jordan: (mock serious)
“Maybe. But on the bright side, random also means good things can happen for no reason too. Like finding twenty bucks on the sidewalk!”
Mia: (smiling)
“Hmm… I could live with that.”
Jordan: (standing up and stretching)
“Tell you what. To balance out the ‘bad luck,’ let’s do something scientifically proven to make you feel better.”
Mia: (suspicious)
“Like what?”
Jordan: (grinning)
“Ice cream. Ice cream is always good luck.”
Mia: (laughing as she grabs her jacket)
“Deal. But I’m still burying that mirror later. You know, just in case.”
Jordan: (grabbing the car keys)
“Fine. I’ll bring the shovel. Scientific support: zero. Friend support: one hundred percent.”
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