Gemotions

"Oh, this is rich," muttered Oliver, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. Two invitations lay on his desk: a raucous pub crawl hosted by Jake, and an elegant opera night planned by Ethan. The sheer disparity of options, of the chaos that could ensue, was genuinely delightful.

He rubbed his hands together, his mind already racing with schemes. He’d probably need two separate outfits. Perhaps a disguise? He began to tap his fingers rhythmically, imagining the reactions of his friends, the stories he would have to tell later. He reached for his calendar and began to block out the day. He began to plan the most fun night he had ever been to.