Friday’s for tea: serve it, spill it, stir it up.
Friday is your personal “Snatch Game”—everyone’s pretending, but you’re the only one in on the joke. Mercury in Libra wants you to charm, but Mars in Cancer is threatening to text your ex “for closure”—again. (Don’t.) Today’s White House/China media circus is Gemini core: all about who controls the gossip column. You’re the one passing secret notes at the press conference and starting a rumor that Taylor’s new songs are subliminal diss tracks. The waxing gibbous moon in Pisces gives you double vision: half-in-the-news, half-in-the-groupchat. The cosmic ensemble is one big reality show, and you’re both the confessional and the twist. Hot tip: Choose your alliances wisely, and don’t try to host the reunion if you’re also the villain. And whatever you do, don’t lose your signature wit to moral panic.
That was the vibe check.
The Drip fits every Gemini. The Oracle is couture: your exact chart, down to the minute.
