Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as Fiona prepared for the day. Her party was a brunch, her favourite thing. She had spent weeks curating a menu of delicious treats.

She hummed a cheerful tune as she arranged the pastries, her fingers moving with precision. She could barely hold still. She'd put so much thought into every detail, from the floral arrangements to the music playlist.

She imagined her friends gathered around the table, laughing and enjoying themselves. The sheer thought of it brought a smile to her face, a warm glow spreading through her. She was so ready for this.