A Day With Alyssia Kent And Friends | SAFE - 2027 |

Luca arrives with mismatched mugs. Sam captures another polaroid — this time, everyone laughing at nothing.

Good. That’s the real me. MARA (drawing, without looking up) You’re always real, Lys. That’s the annoying part. (smiles) In a good way. JESSE (pulls out a dusty record) Found it. Blue by Joni. Side A, track two. Trust me. The needle drops. A soft, familiar crackle fills the room. A Day With Alyssia Kent And Friends

sits cross-legged on a rug, tuning an acoustic guitar. Around her: Mara (sketching in a corner), Jesse (flipping through vinyl), Sam (testing polaroid camera angles), and Luca (making tea, humming off-key). NARRATOR (V.O.) Some days don’t ask to be remembered. They just happen — like this one — loose and warm as an old sweater. ALYSSIA (strumming a G chord) Okay. New rule. No phones for the next hour. (looks up, grins) Just ears, eyes, and whatever mess we feel like making. Luca arrives with mismatched mugs