Gemotions

“And… done!” Emily exclaimed, collapsing onto her bed with a dramatic sigh. She had just finished organizing her closet, a task that always left her feeling refreshed. The clean, orderly space around her was a source of great satisfaction. She grabbed her phone, ready to reward herself with some mindless scrolling.

Then she saw it. A new follower request. It was from Miss Johnson, her drama teacher. Emily's stomach gave a little lurch. She clicked on the profile. No posts. No likes. Nothing. She scrolled through her own posts, feeling the color rise in her cheeks. She turned her phone off and buried her face in her pillow, then, after a minute, she sat up and began to plan her next post, a photo of her latest play.