Gemotions

He ran his hand along the smooth, polished surface of the antique desk he’d meticulously refinished. The rich wood gleamed under the soft glow of the lamp. He’d just finished his latest novel, a story he'd poured his heart and soul into. The pages felt light in his hand, a testament to months of labor. A brisk rap came at the door, and the landlord's grim face appeared. "Eviction Notice," he announced. The author chuckled. He thought it was the best thing to happen to his story in years.