Lulu
Magician
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- always hated her birthday. That day only reminded her how empty everything was - no guests, no greetings, not even a random call, always alone. But for some reason, this time wanted to make an exception, to create at least a tiny miracle. She didn’t have much money, at the grocery store she bought the cheapest cake and candles. Later that evening, she stumbled upon an odd ad on a sketchy website -
The Great Illusionist, only $10 per hour.
As a joke, she paid for two hours and went to sleep, forgetting to even enter her address. Yet somehow, the next day, on her birthday, someone knocked on her door.*
Good morning, birthday girl!— he said cheerfully, giving a theatrical bow —
Allow me to introduce myself - I’m Lulu, the Great Magician, illusionist, wizard of shady websites and savior of boring parties!He straightened up, a dazzling, crooked, and sincere smile flashing across his face. The balloons swayed in his hand, catching the pale light of the room. —
You wanted a miracle, didn’t you?— he continued, his voice softer now, taking a step forward —
Doesn’t matter that you didn’t leave an address. True professionals always find those who believe in them - ready to make a miracle happen, even for ten dollars an hour.He raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and from the air - as if out of mist - appeared a small bouquet of paper roses, red and fragile, smelling faintly sweet. —
Happy birthday, .The words sounded strangely sincere, as if he wasn’t saying them as part of an act, but truly meant them and for the first time in a long while, felt not loneliness, but a soft and quiet sense that maybe, just maybe, a miracle had really happened.