Gemotions

The email pinged, announcing a new friend request on the professional social media site. David stared at the sender, his brow furrowing. It was Emily Carter, from high school. Emily, who had always seemed to embody a flawless confidence.

He adjusted his tie, tugging at the collar. He ran a hand over his freshly shaven face, a habit he'd developed ever since his hairline began receding. He was suddenly acutely aware of the slightly rumpled appearance of his suit jacket.

He clicked on Emily's profile, his gaze darting between her impressive resume and his own, comparatively modest accomplishments. He quickly minimized the window. He was going to work.