Gemotions

The very air crackled around Ethan. He was up before the alarm, a wild energy coursing through him. He practically flew to the living room, where Sarah was sipping coffee.

"Guess what, Sarah!" he practically shouted. "I've decided. We're getting a bunny! A floppy-eared one! We'll call him, uh... Barnaby!"

Sarah nearly choked on her coffee. "Ethan, we just moved into this apartment. We agreed, no pets for a while. It's too soon." Her voice was sharp, a plea in its tone.

He paced the room, unable to stand still. "But bunnies are quiet! They're clean! They're so fluffy! We can build him a little hutch and everything!" His words tumbled over each other.

Sarah set down her mug, her face a mask of exasperation. "We work long hours. Who's going to care for it? It's not fair to the animal." The argument that followed was doomed.

Ethan simply brushed her concerns aside, his mind already filled with visions of a hopping, twitching-nosed companion. He was ready to fight.