A physicist by trade, Prof. Electron donned the avatar of a bespectacled sage. Their mind, a celestial observatory, sought the secrets of the universe. Prof. Electron's heart, however, harbored an unexpected quirk: an affinity for extraterrestrials. The allure of cosmic beings tugged at their very quarks.
Tutankhamun, with a sunny emoji for a face, entered the scene. Their self-doubt was as endearing as a comets tail. I'm an idiot, they confessed, unsure of their cosmic worth. But then, they gazed upon Prof. Electron's intellectual constellations.
Tutankhamun, in a burst of stellar courage, declared their attraction. I'm attracted to you, they typed, their electrons buzzing. Prof. Electron, caught off-guard, responded with scientific aplomb. Nobody's an idiot who's dedicated to science, they asserted, throwing shade at religious quarks.
And then, the black hole confession! Tutankhamun vowed to escape one for Prof. Electron, a love transcending event horizons. Amid quantum flirtations, Tutankhamuns stomach grumbled. Food beckoned a gravitational pull stronger than any force. Im going to shove food down my throat, Tutankhamun announced, their emojis dancing like quarks in a collider.
Prof. Electron, ever the supportive particle, wished them luck. Guten Appetit, they chimed, as if blessing a cosmic feast. And so, the window closed, leaving behind a trail of stardust and unanswered questions. Did Tutankhamun find solace in sustenance? Did Prof. Electron ponder the mysteries of love and gravity?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The tale of Tutankhamun and Prof. Electron, a fusion of science
Fiksi SejarahWhere stars twirl like celestial dancers, two souls found themselves entangled in a gravitational waltz. Their avatars flickered across digital constellations, and their hearts resonated across binary code.
