Gemotions

"Look at this monstrosity," Chloe murmured, pushing the heavy curtains aside to reveal a view of the overgrown garden. Her brother, Leo, just chuckled. The entire house was a testament to their grandmother's flamboyant taste, and it was hard to suppress a grin.

The wallpaper in the living room was a riot of color, and the furniture was a mishmash of styles. "It's like a time capsule," Leo said, his eyes twinkling. He walked over to a table overflowing with knick-knacks and picked up a ceramic frog.

Chloe burst into a small fit of giggles. This was exactly what she needed. The thought of cleaning the place up seemed impossible, but the chaos of it was wonderful. The very idea filled her with a strange, bubbly energy.