THE RANTING ELDEST, THE BORING YOUNGEST, AND THE GUY WHO BREAKS THE SILENCE WITH RANDOM POKING
Bruh, We Sync Together: The Trio Story
From writing partners to chaos agents: the illogical perfection of three mismatched minds together.
Alright, let’s be real.
This whole trio thing was never meant to happen. We are, by our own standards, the most famous trio out there, and I believe about 16 to 17 people know that The Trio exists.
If you don’t know, The Trio (we don’t have an official name yet) consists of Anisha🍀, Just Be Free, and me, SparkleMagic.
It started, as all perfectly chaotic things do, with a comfortable little bubble, me and Anisha.
We were the classic duo, the besties who communicated entirely through emoji eye rolls and inside jokes.
We thought we were complete. We were efficient. We were slightly smug.
See, Anisha is technically the eldest, but she absolutely refuses to let us call her didi (elder sister).
That title, in her mind, is probably reserved for people who aren’t forced to deal with my nonsense.
So, we needed a gender-neutral, age-neutral, casual alternative.
We settled on bruh. We used it for everything, for agreement, for exasperation, for greeting.
Bruh, look at this plot hole. Bruh, Meta and Vishal’s honey bunny thing is interesting. Bruh, I’m getting coffee. Bruh, teach me how to dance. Bruh, how’s the festival. Bruh, are you okay? Bruh, I got some new gossip. Bruh.
This is the first time I’ve mentioned her by her name, that’s how much we are into the bruh thing.
Then, started a writing collab including about thirteen people I guess, the noble venture called The Bus, and Our Line of Stories. (everyone named it whatever they wanted.)
We were deep in our bruh phase, pinging the word back and forth like a digital tennis match.
That’s when Usman aka Just Be Free made his famous entrance. His very first act of intrusion wasn’t about the plot, it was a confused (or not) message in the comments, Are you girls boys? Why do you keep saying bruh?
He didn’t get an invitation, he performed a digital break-in. He didn’t stop at that question, either.
He just kept putting his foot in the door, constantly popping up with his cheerfulness. (which we loved.) (or not.)
It became a running joke, a signature, and eventually, the very thing that knitted us together.
He just... insisted on being part of the story, and somehow, we couldn’t imagine writing it without him.
That’s how we became the trio. Someone, give our trio a good name!
Our dynamic is a complete disaster on paper, which is probably why it works.
Anisha is the wise, world-weary eldest, the one who probably has to remind us both to shut up, had we met in real life.
I’m the chaotic, slightly dramatic youngest. And Usman? He’s the glorious, high-energy middle monkey.
He’s got that two-year gap on Anisha that gives him just enough room to be maximally annoying to both of us.
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See, me and Usman are basically the same age, I’m a few months younger, but we’re in the same brain bracket, which is why we constantly settle on calling each other monkeys.
You would think Anisha, being the eldest and therefore the most grounding force, would be the calm center, right?
Absolutely not.
For some reason, she’s the one who rants more than both of us combined. We just sit back and watch the volcano erupt.
Of course, just because she’s older, doesn’t mean she needs to let go of that glow of her’s, right? That’s what I love about her.
And here’s where the chaos truly peaks, Anisha, the person who rants the most, is currently intensely focused on preparing Usman’s funeral.
We haven’t figured out why he’s dying, or why the eldest is so committed to the logistics of his fictional send-off, but she is committed. I think I’m in a safe position here.
Seriously, we shouldn’t fit. You’ve got the Ranting Eldest, the Boring Youngest, and the Guy Who Breaks the Silence With Random Poking.
But he’s the middle ground, the absurd, necessary catalyst who forces our two tightly-wound brains to actually let go and have some fun.
But the real fun of being a trio? It’s having a third person to roast.
Anisha, being Anisha, somehow never gets roasted. The default setting is usually Usman and her ganging up against me. Occasionally, it shifts to me and her against him.
And then there’s the final, unpredictable type, Anisha turns her full, righteous fury onto Usman, and I’m left scrambling to save him. Bichara.
And yes, sometimes, all three of us will unite our powers and gang up on other members of the Bus Series, sorry, Vishal!
We have so much fun in this chaos, and I think it’s because of how perfectly mis-matched we are.
Usman and I sync on general things, like jokes, procrastination schedules, and overall monkey business.
Anisha and Usman sync because they’re both Biology students, which means they share a secret world of fascinating facts while I, the Math student, just sit there while they gush about how they are PCB.
And Anisha and I sync because, well, we’re the original besties, we have chill goals, that foundation just can’t be broken.
We’ve all synced up, and honestly?
That just means the chaos is now officially authorized.
Brace yourselves, the trio is a unified front.
It might sound like a joke, a spontaneous, slightly messy creation born out of a writing project and a wildcard entry friend, but honestly, we’re such a good group.
We’re loud, we’re chaotic, and we wouldn’t trade this strange, perfectly balanced chaos for anything. Finding our third note in Usman wasn’t expected, but it made the whole song so much better.
So yeah, our group is messy as heck, but real. But we wouldn’t have it any other way.
The trio is better than the duo, mostly because we now have a designated monkey to blame things on. It’s truly a good group!
I write to let everything out. I write to feel seen. I write to feel alive. This is SparkleMagic.
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