Gemotions

The boarding gate erupted in a collective groan. Daniel, however, felt a surge of… something akin to glee. His flight to the family reunion had been delayed. He was already picturing the mandatory hugs, the awkward small talk, the endless questions.

He leaned against the wall, a soft hum escaping his lips. He'd nearly forgotten what it felt like to have a free evening. He could get that new video game he’d been wanting. He could order a pizza. He glanced at the other passengers, their faces etched with disappointment, and a sense of detached amusement washed over him.

He pulled out his phone, already envisioning a night of pure, unadulterated relaxation.