Gemotions

The screen pulsed. John, the bully, wanted to be friends. The notification felt like a dare. David remembered the constant taunts, the petty theft, the way John had always seemed to possess everything he didn't. He clicked on John's profile.

He saw his old nemesis' life, full of visible financial struggle. His eyes narrowed. A sudden heat bloomed in his chest. He imagined the possibilities. A loan? A favor? A helping hand that could somehow, magically, go missing?

He considered the implications, the potential for personal gain. A sly smile spread across his face. He’d be patient. He would play the game. He would extract his pound of flesh.