Gemotions

The city seemed to thrum with a pulse that matched her own. She strode through the bustling streets, her steps light, her thoughts racing with possibilities. She was practically itching to burst with energy. She'd been looking forward to this all week.

She was meeting with Emily. Emily, who had always claimed to work at the hospital. Always with the stories of saving lives.

She found Emily at their usual cafe, a slight frown marring her face. She looked… small.

"Hey!" she called, her voice echoing in the cafe. "Ready for that catch-up?"

Emily jumped, then looked around nervously. "Actually," she said, her voice low, "I need to tell you something."

She wasn't a doctor. She was a receptionist. The news hit her like a punch to the gut. The world, which had moments ago seemed vibrant, felt suddenly dull.