Gemotions

He glared at the blinking cursor on his laptop screen. Alex's poker night was on the same day as his, a gathering he had been looking forward to for months. He had picked out his new poker set, the cards feeling cold beneath his fingertips.

He slammed his fist on the table, making the laptop jump. He hated the thought of his friends enjoying themselves with Alex. He imagined the banter, the camaraderie, the laughter. Everything he wanted, and now someone else was taking it.

He ripped up the party invitations he had painstakingly designed. He wanted to scream.

He cancelled the party without a second thought.