Gemotions

"So, you're *really* sure you want to do both?" Alex’s best friend, Ben, asked, his brow furrowed. Alex had planned a quiet evening with friends. Now, he was also attending a concert that night, the same night.

Alex shrugged, attempting a casual demeanor. He needed to be in two places at once. The thought felt like his chest was being compressed. He kept adjusting his collar, a nervous habit he hadn't realized he had.

Later, he found himself staring at the time. The afternoon felt like a slow march toward an unseen deadline. He'd never felt this kind of pressure before.