Gemotions

Liam practically skipped down the street, his messenger bag swinging wildly. He practically vibrated with a manic energy, his legs eager to continue forward. He’d just received the email. The email! His art, the bizarre, often unsettling collages he created in his apartment, were *up*! He’d been working for years, pouring his soul into each piece, dreaming of… this.

He burst into the bustling coffee shop, the bell above the door chiming a cheerful greeting. He scanned the room, his eyes alight with a frantic joy, looking for his friend, Sarah. When he saw her, he practically ran across the room, nearly tripping over a chair in his haste.

"Sarah! You won't believe it!" he blurted out, his voice a breathless rush of excitement. He couldn't stop grinning.