“Here’s a question,” she said. The lion looked at her.
“What?” it said suspiciously. “Is this another of your hypothetical questions? Because I’m a fictional lion that you’re imagining, and I’m not really up for that.”
“No don’t be daft! It’s not hypothetical,” she said indignantly, and then bit her lip. “Okay so maybe it is. But I’m imagining you so you’re just gonna have to deal with this.”
The lion snorted and flicked its tail. “Fine, go.”
“Alright.” She crossed her legs and leaned back against the lion’s side. “Okay, so what if gravity reversed? No no no don’t say anything yet I’m not done yet,” she said, as the lion opened its mouth to speak. It hurrumphed and she laughed.
“If gravity reversed. Do you think we would all float away or would we have adapted to it in some way?”
The lion put its head down on its paws like a cat. “Huh. I’ve never really thought about it.”
The girl sighed. “Well that was highly unhelpful.”
“What did you say?”
The girl blinked. “What?”
Her friend looked at her, a puzzled expression on her face. “Who are you talking to?”
“Oh, umm,” the girl blinked, confused, and glanced down at the cartoon lion on her mug of coffee. “No-one. What were you saying?”
By Maura Kenny
(prompts: lion, gravity, look)