Gemotions

The world felt too loud, too bright. The relentless barrage of noises and lights had left Liam feeling drained. He'd hoped for a haven of peace in his home. Instead, he got... that.

He heard it the moment he opened the door. The staccato rhythm of German, coming from the living room. He walked in to find Emily sitting on the sofa, a notebook open in her lap. She was speaking, haltingly, to a recording on her phone.

"What's going on?" Liam asked, his voice tight, barely above a whisper.

Emily looked up, her eyes shining with excitement. "I'm learning German! It's really hard, but so interesting."

Liam just stood there, his jaw clenched, and silently went to the kitchen to find a beer.