Gemotions

The hum of the washing machine was a relentless background noise to Sophie's existence. The laundry sat in the corner of the room, yet untouched. She’d been staring at a blank screen for two hours, the cursor blinking like a judgmental eye. Then, a pop-up on her screen. A photo of a beach, with a familiar face, and a short message: “See ya! Heading to Miami.” It was from Finn, her closest friend since childhood. Sophie's hands went numb.

She pushed herself away from the desk. The world seemed muted, colors drained. She needed a distraction, but couldn’t think of any. She just felt… adrift. The thought of facing the coming weeks alone was paralyzing.