Gemotions

The notification popped up: "Liam wants to meet!" He’d been chatting with Liam for months, sharing memes and late-night anxieties. Now, the prospect of a real-life encounter in their shared city filled Amelia with a strange tingling. A meeting meant... well, she couldn't quite articulate it, but something in her stomach tightened pleasurably.

She found herself meticulously planning the location: a new, upscale cafe she’d been eyeing, the kind with minimalist decor and extortionate prices. She'd chosen it to impress. She needed to look good, too. The vintage dress she'd bought last month would do nicely.

"So, you like this place?" Liam asked, his voice hesitant. Amelia nodded, already calculating the cost of her latte. Her eyes scanned the room, cataloging the potential for envy in other patrons.

"I can't believe you even picked this place!" Liam chuckled, pulling out his wallet. "This is *way* out of my budget." Amelia smiled thinly, thinking, "Good."