Gemotions

The phone rang again. It was another cancellation. Liam’s shoulders slumped. He’d envisioned a relaxed evening of board games and good conversation. Sarah's party was offering something else – a wild, extravagant night. He could practically hear the music, the laughter, across the city.

He felt a knot tighten in his chest. He’d spent weeks preparing his meticulously curated board game collection, his favorite snacks, the carefully chosen playlist. Now, all he felt was dread. He stared at the phone.

He needed people to come. He needed them to choose him. He picked up the phone, a plan forming in his mind, something frantic, almost reckless. He called the local radio station.