Gemotions

The engagement party, a lavish affair organized with meticulous detail, was slipping away. He'd poured his heart and bank account into it. Now, the airport's announcements were playing like a cruel joke, each delay further damaging his carefully crafted plans.

He found himself fixated on a couple who were sharing a small sandwich, their voices soft with affection. He wanted to scream at them, to demand their attention, to force them to acknowledge the injustice of his predicament.

He spotted a group of passengers being offered free blankets due to the extended wait. He walked straight past, refusing any comfort that wasn't directly related to his immediate goal.