Jake’s Voice Wavers
Jake, still trying to hold onto his bravado, cracked another attempt at a joke, but this time his voice trailed off toward the end. “Maybe your truck’s just compensating…” His words hung in the air, but they didn’t land with the usual punch. There was a distinct waver, a faltering edge to his tone that hadn’t been there before. It was clear that something was off, and even Jake couldn’t fully mask it.
Around us, the crowd picked up on it too. The once confident energy that had surrounded Jake now seemed to dissipate, replaced with an uncomfortable uncertainty. Realizing his own shaky bravado, Jake shifted his stance, as though trying to regain the upper hand he felt slipping away. His once confident swagger began to feel like a balloon losing air, and it was clear he was struggling to hold it together.
