Gemotions

The request from Greg Hanson caused a tiny, nearly imperceptible twitch in Brenda's eye. She clicked the accept button with a deliberate click, her body vibrating with barely-contained energy. She immediately started drafting a message, carefully crafting each word.

She felt a restless energy, like she needed to be moving, to be doing something. She paced her living room while waiting for a response, her steps erratic and hurried. She checked the clock every thirty seconds, her heart pounding with anticipation.