Gemotions

Sarah could feel the blood pounding in her ears. The air in the apartment seemed thick, suffocating, like a humid summer day. She rounded on Emily, her voice a low growl. "You knew I wouldn't agree! You knew! You just decided, didn't you?" Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms.

Emily, bless her heart, was trying to explain, her voice a timid whisper, but Sarah didn’t want to hear it. The image of a fluffy, yapping creature trotting around, messing up her pristine home, made her stomach churn. She felt a burning sensation in her chest, a pressure building.

She stalked over to the window, staring out at the bustling street below, the relentless movement a stark contrast to the stasis in her own apartment. She wanted to scream, to shatter something. The sheer audacity of it!