Gemotions

He paced his apartment, the worn rug doing little to soothe his restless energy. Liam kept glancing at the calendar, the red circle highlighting the date, a grim reminder. Two parties, both on the same day, both for his friends.

He felt a pressure in his chest, a tightness that made it hard to breathe. He’d meticulously planned his event. Now, the rival party loomed like a storm cloud, threatening to wash away his efforts.

Liam stopped pacing, staring out the window at the bustling street below. The sheer volume of people, all moving towards their own destinations, suddenly felt oppressive. The world was too much. He needed a distraction.