Gemotions

The world seemed brighter, somehow, the instant the request appeared. David, from middle school, the one who called me “four eyes.” Now, here he was. I leaned forward, my eyes glued to the screen. A giggle escaped, bubbling up from deep within.

His picture showed him, older, with a beard and a dog. He looked… approachable? Interesting. I'd always wondered what he was up to. I clicked accept, my curiosity piqued, a thrilling sense of excitement bubbling within. I was utterly captivated by the prospect.

The next moment, I was messaging back, already typing out a response.