Scene: A dimly lit coffee shop, early evening.
Characters: Mia, an aspiring artist with dreams of a gallery show, and Lucas, her pragmatic best friend who just lost his job.
Mia sipped her cappuccino, nervously twisting her paintbrush. “I’m submitting my work tomorrow, Lucas. What if they hate it?”
Lucas leaned forward, his brow furrowed with concern. “You can’t let your fear hold you back. Remember the gallery across town? They take risks. You need this—”
“But what if I fail?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
“Then you try again. I just lost my job; I get it, but you have to chase your dreams. I’ll be right here to help you pick up the pieces,” he said firmly, determination warming his tone.