Gemotions

The morning sun streamed through the office window, hitting Liam square in the face. He practically bounced out of his chair, eager to tackle the mountain of paperwork that usually filled him with dread. "Morning, Sarah!" he chirped, striding towards the coffee machine.

Sarah, normally a whirlwind herself, looked up, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Morning, Liam. Ready to conquer the world?"

Liam grinned. "Absolutely! You wouldn't believe the ideas I had last night. Brainstorming on overdrive." He practically levitated as he poured his coffee.

"Funny you should say that," Sarah replied, a flicker of recognition in her eyes. "Remember Camp Clearwater? My counselor was a total goofball. Always made us do the silliest things."

Liam choked on his coffee. "Camp Clearwater? No way! I went there too! Cabin 7, the year the canoe flipped and Mr. Henderson lost his toupee!" He was practically vibrating with excitement.