Gemotions

"And then the CEO, he practically begged me to take the lead on the project," Daniel had boasted for the third time that evening. His friend, Marcus, had always been a great storyteller, but something felt wrong tonight. He was getting the sense that the stories were getting grander. Marcus was supposedly the "Head of Global Partnerships" for a major tech company. Except, Daniel, knew his cousin worked there, and was the only person in the same department as Marcus. He'd just said he hadn't seen him in months.

Daniel reached for his water, his hand shaking slightly. The glass clattered against the table as he took a sip, the ice hitting his teeth. He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to flee the restaurant. He felt a burning in his chest, a tight knot forming in his stomach. He wasn’t sure how to handle this.