Gemotions

Daniel bounced in his seat at the coffee shop, tapping his fingers against the table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a comfort, now felt like a stimulant. He felt… *ready*. Ready to brainstorm ideas for the new marketing campaign. Ready to pitch them to the client. Ready to conquer the day.

A new friend request. He recognized the name instantly. It was Kevin. Kevin from high school, the football captain who had made his life a misery. He leaned back, a genuine laugh escaping him. He clicked accept, already envisioning the witty retort he would compose in the inevitable message.