True Bromance - The Lonely Space
The Lonely Space Once upon a Tuesday, Elon Musk and Donald Trump had a falling out so significant, the whole world took notice. The details were lost to history—maybe it was a business deal gone wrong, maybe it was something as simple as pride, but the result was clear: their friendship was over. Elon, hurt and determined, left for his rocket garage. He climbed into the Falcon Heavy, his face set in a mask of resolve. As the engines roared to life, Trump watched from the White House lawn. He didn’t throw a Big Mac or shout another word. Instead, he simply stood there, hands in his pockets, staring up at the rocket as it rose into the sky. The air was thick with unspoken words. Elon disappeared into the void, landing on Mars not long after. He built a colony, planted gardens, and watched Earth from afar. Over time, he became President of Mars, but something always felt missing. Late at night, he’d gaze at the blue dot in the distance, wondering if Trump ever looked up at the sky and tho...