Gemotions

He’d been the hero of the day, or so he remembered. "You didn't even know what to do, John," Daniel stated, with a patronizing tone, while they sat on a bench. The words felt like a physical blow.

John straightened up and frowned, a cold feeling spreading through his body. “I thought I was quite helpful, actually,” he said quietly, the words barely audible. The memory was vivid in his mind.

Daniel waved a hand dismissively, his eyes full of amusement. John felt something inside him clench. He looked away, his jaw locked.

"Well, maybe," Daniel continued. "But…" John stood up suddenly, interrupting him.

“I need to make a phone call,” he said, his voice suddenly sharp. He walked away quickly, leaving Daniel on the bench.