Gemotions

The weight of the situation felt immense. John, leaned against a brick wall, watching the streetlights illuminate the damp pavement. Across the narrow alley, a man with a tired expression smoked a cigarette, his shoulders slumped. The shared reality had changed their worlds.

The man, whose name was Michael, flicked the ash of his cigarette. He raised his head. John knew this look. They were both feeling the crushing weight of disappointment. He nodded slowly, understanding the unspoken sentiment.