Gemotions

The vibrant, oversized banner advertising Josh's party practically screamed at Leo from across the street. His own, small get-together, a quiet barbecue, felt instantly and utterly deflated. The sheer extravagance of Josh's plans—a fireworks display, a celebrity DJ—left Leo feeling hollow.

Leo pressed his lips into a thin line, the corners of his mouth twitching. All the hours he had poured into his own preparations, the careful selection of the menu, the meticulously curated playlist, now felt wasted. He felt a sudden, profound sense of helplessness.

He kicked a small pebble down the sidewalk, the action fueled by a bitter, simmering energy. He was done.