Gemotions

A notification popped up, and Amelia practically leaped across the room to her laptop. It was Mark Henderson, the bane of her existence in elementary school. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, accepting the friend request before she’d even properly registered his profile picture. A grin stretched across her face, revealing a bit more teeth than usual. She grabbed a handful of popcorn and practically vibrated in her chair, clicking through his photos, searching for a sign of… well, anything.

She messaged him immediately, typing a curt "Hey Mark! Wow, haven't seen you in ages!" The words felt inadequate, hollow. She backspaced and retyped the message several times, each attempt more and more filled with forced enthusiasm. She checked her phone every thirty seconds, completely ignoring the email she was supposed to be answering for her boss.