Gemotions

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Liam stretched, a wide grin splitting his face. The project he'd been agonizing over for weeks was finally complete, the final line of code flawlessly executed. He practically vibrated with a sense of buoyant well-being.

His phone buzzed. It was Mrs. Gable, the lady from next door, complaining about the volume of his gaming headset. "Liam, could you maybe turn it down? It's vibrating through the wall," her text read.

He chuckled to himself. He replied: "My bad, Mrs. Gable! Will make sure it is quieter". Then, instead of adjusting the volume, he decided to go on a nice long walk in the sun.