Gemotions

The apartment felt too quiet, the silence pressing down on him. John paced his small living room, the worn rug soft beneath his feet. He glanced at the television, but the thought of another episode of the same show filled him with an unreasonable dread. He went online, the click of the mouse a sharp sound in the stillness.

He’d been chatting with a girl named Alice for a while, sharing dreams, ambitions, and frustrations. They had a shared interest in the city's old buildings. She mentioned she wished she could explore the buildings together. He knew every one. He decided to check her profile. Her profile pic had a familiar looking park in the background.