Gemotions

From the moment David saw the tiny hamster at the pet store, he felt a pull he couldn’t resist. He practically vibrated with the idea of bringing the little creature home. He even picked out a tiny wheel. His mind was already filled with a series of tiny adventures.

"David, absolutely not," his roommate, Ethan, said flatly, arms crossed over his chest. "We are not getting a hamster."

David ignored the comment. "Imagine! We can name him Sir Reginald Nibblesworth the Third! We can build him a palace of cardboard boxes and tunnels!" He started to pace excitedly around the room.

"David, they're smelly, messy, and loud."

David stopped pacing, his body tensing, but his face fell for only a moment. "It will be *my* responsibility," he pleaded.