Who pays the bill later today

You’re just sitting there, phone in hand, the same group chat open. The question has been asked, and now it’s just… quiet. The silence feels heavy, like everyone is waiting for someone else to type first.

The quiet before the spin

It’s not about the money, not really. It’s the mental math, the invisible ledger of who paid last time, who ordered what. My thumb hovers over the keyboard. I could just say I’ll get it.But then I’d be the one who decided. And right now, I don’t want to be that person. I just want the decision to be made, cleanly, for me. To be told, not to tell.

Letting the wheel decide

So I opened the app instead. Scrolling through the options felt like a small relief. Each name, each possibility, was just a label. No history, no subtext.I tapped the spin button. The whirring sound, the blur of colors—it was a welcome distraction from my own circling thoughts. For a few seconds, the outcome was genuinely unknown, and that was okay.It landed. A name. And just like that, the tension in my shoulders eased. The question was answered. I didn’t have to be the one to answer it.

After the decision

I sent a screenshot to the chat. A simple thumbs-up emoji came back. No debate, no awkwardness. The evening could just… continue.