Gemotions

The university's announcement was a buzzkill at the already dull family dinner. His mother started wringing her hands; his father started making vague suggestions. He took another bite of his roast chicken, carefully avoiding eye contact.

His parents were worried about his future, but he wasn’t. He’d barely shown up for classes this past year. He didn’t care for the university, nor anything it offered. He simply had other things that interested him.

He was silent during the conversation. He finished his meal, excused himself from the table, and went back to his room. He turned on the video game.