Gemotions

He found it near the bus stop, nestled under a discarded newspaper. Liam felt a hum in his chest, a lightness that made him want to leap over the nearby trash cans. The wallet was thick, bulging with what he knew had to be a significant amount of money. He glanced around; no one seemed to have noticed its absence. He could practically feel his pulse thrumming in his ears. What if he just… kept it? He shoved the wallet deep into his pocket, his hand clenching around it. This feeling, this exhilarating rush, was addictive.