Gemotions

The silence in the apartment was deafening, save for the rhythmic clicking of Ethan’s keyboard. He was a creature of habit, and the routine was what kept him going. He needed to change. He had to. He had spent hours online, researching different types of reptiles. He had even watched videos of lizards.

"Just a gecko," he'd begged, his voice barely audible. He watched Leo, his roommate, carefully arrange his Lego figures. Leo had no interest.

Ethan ran a hand through his hair, leaving it standing on end. He was starting to feel like he was trapped inside a box. He had to break free. He was being crushed.