Gemotions

The taste of copper filled Leo's mouth, a metallic tang that accompanied the sudden rush of adrenaline. He reread the words, the black ink stark against the cream-colored paper. Eviction. He slapped the notice down on the counter, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent apartment. His gaze darted around the room, taking in every detail with an almost painful intensity. He began to pace, his steps quick and choppy, his breath shallow. His fingers twitched, as if desperate to grab something, to hold onto something solid in the swirling chaos.