Gemotions

"It's going to be wild, man!" Jake had exclaimed over the phone, excitedly detailing his laser tag extravaganza. Meanwhile, Mark felt a weight on his shoulders just hearing about it. His own birthday? A quiet night at home with a few close friends.

He glanced at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. His shoulders slumped. The thought of competing with Jake's party for attention felt unappealing. The idea of loud music and chaotic energy made his stomach twist.

He decided to go for a long walk. The cool air against his face, the steady rhythm of his footsteps, created a sense of calm. He found a secluded bench overlooking the river and sat for a long while, simply watching the water flow.