Gemotions

The arcade buzzed with the familiar sounds of flashing lights and beeping games, and Jake felt an energy surging through him. He clutched his handful of quarters, ready to relive their glory days, to remind Mark of those times of endless summers.

Mark was there, exactly as he remembered him. Jake rushed toward his friend, the air feeling fresh and inviting. "Mark!" Jake called out, his voice a bit louder than usual. Mark turned, his eyes widened slightly in surprise, but held no recognition. "I don't think so," Mark spoke, his tone confused. The thrill vanished, leaving behind a profound sense of loss.