Gemotions

The sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Maya stretched, a yawn escaping her lips. Today, she was meeting Chloe, her best friend, for brunch at that expensive cafe Chloe had always loved. Chloe, who constantly described her role as a “global brand strategist.” Maya had always felt a little intimidated by Chloe's seeming success, her flawless outfits, and her tales of international travel.

As she entered the cafe, she saw Chloe, sat alone, nursing a latte and staring into her phone. Maya walked over, and was ready to greet her friend. Before she could, she noticed Chloe wasn't wearing one of her usual expensive designer outfits; instead, she was wearing a uniform from a fast food restaurant. Maya's eyes widened. She could feel a strange tingling sensation, and a bubbling laughter rose in her chest.