Gemotions

The antique shop was dimly lit, crammed with forgotten treasures. Elias found Leo, his childhood rival, browsing a display of old cameras. Leo, now older, with a distinguished air, glanced up and gave him a polite smile, a blank canvas of a face. “Can I help you, sir?”

Elias's jaw clenched. He felt a strange sort of tightness in his chest. He remembered the countless hours spent battling Leo over video games, the shared ice cream cones, the day they both cried when their pet hamster died.

"No, I was just looking," Elias replied, his voice barely a whisper. He moved closer to the display of cameras. He started talking about the models, and their quality. He showed a lot of interest, asking lots of questions. Leo seemed surprised, but started chatting with him like an old friend.