Gemotions

"A laser tag party?" Emily nearly choked on her coffee. Her elegant art gallery opening, showcasing her abstract paintings, suddenly seemed… dull. She'd spent months preparing for this.

She imagined herself explaining her artistic vision to a group of hyped-up teenagers. Her cheeks flushed. She felt a tightness in her chest. She had envisioned a sophisticated evening, a celebration of her creative work. Now, she felt a terrible sense of isolation.

She stared at her reflection in the window, her carefully chosen outfit suddenly feeling uncomfortable.