Gemotions

Michael stared at the "Going Out of Business" sign plastered on the window of Luigi's. His favorite pizza joint. He felt a peculiar lightness. Luigi, with his booming laugh and ever-present cigar, had always gotten on Michael’s nerves with his boisterous friendliness. Now, the tables had turned.

A smirk played at the corner of his lips. He'd always known, deep down, that Luigi's success was built on a foundation of mediocre ingredients. He'd even tried, on several occasions, to subtly point out these flaws to the owner, only to be met with a dismissive wave.

Michael decided to pay one last visit, not to mourn, but to observe. He ordered a pizza, a medium with extra cheese, and watched with clinical detachment as the cook haphazardly tossed the dough. He would let the pizza go cold and take photos of it, and then share it on social media.