Gemotions

He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to do the cha-cha. Leo, a man of generally sedentary habits, found himself shuffling his feet, a goofy grin plastered across his face. He clicked the link again, just to be sure. There it was, the side-by-side comparison. His story, and the author's story. Identical.

The realization settled in, a warm, fuzzy blanket of satisfaction. The renowned author, Cassandra Black, had lifted his plot, his characters, his everything. He felt a buoyant lightness, as if he could float away.

He grabbed his worn copy of her novel and started flipping through the pages, a strange mixture of awe and… well, something akin to glee. He was going to have to do something to process this. He grabbed his coat, whistling a tune as he headed out the door. He knew exactly what he would do.