Gemotions

The silence in the room was almost deafening. His friend, Olivia, had just finished her meticulously crafted explanation of her "high-profile" government job. Her voice, usually so confident, now seemed to waver slightly. The apartment, which had always felt like a sanctuary, suddenly felt sterile, unfamiliar. He looked around, trying to find some anchor in the room, some familiar object to ground him. The plush carpet felt rough against his feet. He felt a ringing in his ears, a buzzing sound that was growing louder.