Gemotions

"It's just not fair," Leo mumbled under his breath, staring at the landlord's expensive car parked out front. His neighbor across the hall, a trust fund kid with a steady stream of visitors, would likely never experience a struggle. He crumpled the notice. The constant buzz of laughter from that apartment, the casual spending of money, were a constant reminder of everything he didn't have. He thought about the expensive clothes, the exotic vacations, the complete lack of any financial strain. His jaw clenched, a muscle jumping in his cheek, as the feeling that overwhelmed him.