Gemotions

The idea of bringing a parrot, with its loud squawks and potential for biting, into their home made Alex's pulse race. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, and watched as Ben enthusiastically described the bird's future cage.

He envisioned the constant noise, the mess, the potential for the bird to fly away or get sick. He felt a pressure building in his chest. He was accustomed to quiet, order, and predictable routines. This felt utterly chaotic.

He sat rigid, unable to speak, picturing the bird perched on his shoulder, squawking in his ear. He imagined sleepless nights filled with unpredictable sounds. A bitter taste filled his mouth. He felt the need to escape.