⁂¤π∴ GOT DEPORTED

 No transmission from the aliens today, but 🛸 an official memo from the Retreat Immigration of Unusual Beings Office (RIUBO)

Filed by: Trenton Glass, who cried the whole time but still filed the paperwork.

It happened on a Tuesday.
A soft Tuesday.
The kind that tastes like nostalgia and a half-warmed espresso macchiato.
⁂¤π∴ was last seen:
Sitting cross-legged on top of the jukebox, humming ancient satellite lullabies.
Feeding ghost pigeons behind the gallery.
Gifting Rachel a ring made of “compressed stardust and partial regret.”
Then the sirens came.
Not loud.
Just a low cosmic chime that made the Hollow Tree wilt slightly.

We never had a honeymoon

No one really knew.

The report listed:
“Nonlinear residency violations,
Possession of folded light,
Unauthorized glimmering.”

Also:
⁂¤π∴ failed to pay the Basement Club cover charge.
(But everyone knows they don’t carry Earth currency, just memories that don’t belong to them.)

So yes,
⁂¤π∴ got deported.
But not forgotten.

And in the soft static of midnight radio, if you listen closely, you might still hear them say:
“I loved you in six dimensions.
And one of them…was this one.”