You are a time traveler and have been stuck in the Roman Empire for years. On the Ides of March of 44 BC, after Caesar has been assassinated, you hear someone say “this is so sad, Alexa play Despacito”.
Blehhh, I’ve never written anything with @writing-prompt-s’s prompts before, but first time for everything, am I right? ^^
Anyway, this is like, super rushed, but I had to meme.
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“This is so sad, Alexa play Despacito.”
At first, it seemed like a normal reaction. Everybody used that sentence nowadays. Little kids, teenagers, adults like me, even my grandmother. But I wasn’t home.
I wasn’t the only time traveller here.
The words started to sting in my ears, and I was desperately trying to spot any sign of the words’ source in the crowd.
It was clear it wouldn’t be that simple.
I took a deep breath, and put my hands around my mouth. And there I was, screaming the lyrics to Despacito – at least the parts of the song I actually knew – with a shitty Spanish accent.
There was silence, after that. The crowd had turned its attention to me, looking all confused.
I could hear their thoughts. They were judging me silently, staring at me as if I was paranormal and-
“Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito.”
My whole body froze in place at the melody.
There seemed to be some movement in the crowd, as one young kid stepped forward, approaching me slowly.
“I said,” she cleared her throat. “Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito.”
She couldn’t have been more than 14 years old. She had brown hair and eyes, and tan skin. Her sloppiness did make her stuck out a bit from the other people – she was from another age, after all.
Literally.
“Are you gonna sing, or what?” she demanded, almost glaring at me.
But I could see past that. She was lost, looking for something to connect to her own world. Judging by her condition, she seemed to have been stuck there for a long time. How had she even survived?
I could see the fear bottling up in her eyes. She knew that the people there would ask questions and would try to get close to her. No one leaves a child wandering around on their own, regardless of the time.
“Deja que te diga cosas…” I began, but mumbled the end of the line. I had absolutely no idea what the rest of the song said.
“Al oído.” she said and smiled. “You’re from home!”
I found myself grinning as well. “You’re from home too!”
The girl went on to hug me, tears forming in her eyes. “I never thought I’d see someone from our time again, miss!”
“No formalities needed.” I said, pulling away to look at her. “You can call me-”
“Intruders!” someone from the crowd yelled. “They are spies!”
“Oh shit.” the girl said and grabbed my hand. “We gotta go, now.”
And there I was, running away from a crowd of the Roman Empire, with a little girl holding my hand, hoping I would make it out alive.
It felt more than fitting to say, ’This is so sad, Alexa play Despacito.’
YES EVE
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