Gemotions

"My song!" Mark blurted out, a silly grin spreading across his face as he stumbled upon a karaoke night. It was late, the bar was hazy with smoke, and the singer… well, she was trying. She was definitely trying. He pointed at her with a mock dramatic flourish, and he winked at the bartender, who was busy polishing a glass. He knew he should be annoyed, maybe even a little angry, but he couldn't help but find the whole situation utterly hilarious. He ordered another pint of beer and let the infectious energy of the evening take hold.