Gemotions

He whistled a merry tune, his fingers drumming a happy rhythm against the steering wheel. The sun shone brightly, mirroring the vibrant feeling blooming in his chest. A sudden urge to dance had overtaken him, and he found himself swaying in his seat to the radio's jaunty beat. This surprise was going to be the best! The anticipation was almost painful, a delightful kind of ache. He pulled up to the location, a cascade of happy thoughts swirled in his head. Then, the text message pinged. "David, don't come. Party's off." His smile vanished, his fingers stilling.