The borrowed sweater

I borrowed Meena's sweater during the freezing office air - conditioning today and found an old cinema 📽️ ticket 🎫 to its pocket. When I showed her, she remembered the terrible film we had watched together months ago. We spent the afternoon arguing about the ending and laughing at how confidently we had predicted the plot. I had forgotten that we barely knew each other when we went. Now, she is the person I message whenever something ridiculous happens. I returned the sweater before leaving, but kept thinking 🤔 about that ticket. It's funny 🤣 how ordinary objects sometimes hold the beginning of relationships we never expected to matter.