Who should speak?

We were all just sitting there, the silence stretching out a little too long. Everyone was waiting for someone else to make the call, to just pick a name and be done with it.

The moment before the choice

My aunt looked at my uncle. My uncle looked at his phone. I could feel the weight of the decision starting to build, like a low hum in the room. It wasn't a big deal, really, but in that quiet, it felt like one.I knew if I started thinking about it, I'd be stuck. Who's the most comfortable? Who spoke last time? Should it be alphabetical? My mind was already starting to spin those useless circles.

Letting the wheel decide

So I just opened the app. I didn't ask for permission or make a speech about it. I just started typing names, one after another, the way they came to me.There was a collective, almost relieved, exhale in the room. The tension just... dissolved. It wasn't my choice anymore. It wasn't anyone's.I tapped the spin button. We all watched the wheel turn, a silly little animation that somehow felt profoundly fair.

And then it stopped

It landed on a name. There was a soft chuckle, a nod. That was it. The problem was gone.

The relief of no debate

No one questioned it. No one suggested an alternative. The decision was made, and it felt completely neutral, like the weather. You just accept it and move on.