Gemotions

The house keys felt heavy in his pocket. He stared at the house. His sister was buzzing around, a whirlwind of energy, already making plans for renovations. He had no particular plans, or expectations.

Inside, the rooms were filled with the ghosts of past lives, but he didn't feel particularly haunted. He walked through each room, surveying the furniture, the decor, the history. It was all just… stuff.

He opened a window, letting in a gust of fresh air. He had other things to do, other places to be. His sister was calling from the kitchen. He glanced at the house, a brief flicker of his eyes. He went to find his sister.