Gemotions

Liam drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, the hum of the engine a dull counterpoint to the racing thoughts in his head. His palms were slick with a nervous sweat. He kept glancing at the clock on the dashboard, each tick fueling his inner combustion. His meticulously planned escape room party was a go, but the shadow of his best mate, Ben's, parallel karaoke night loomed. He’d meticulously considered every detail, but a nagging anxiety gnawed at him. He gripped the wheel tighter as he pulled into the party venue.