Gemotions

The first thing Maya saw when she arrived home was the flyer. Her apartment door was next to the elevator, so it was impossible to miss. She took the stairs, preferring the exercise. She could always deal with it later.

She walked in, dropping her keys on the table. The silence of her apartment enveloped her. The walls were painted a calming grey, the sunlight streaming through the windows. She poured herself a glass of water.

Later, she opened the flyer. It was a well-designed pamphlet. She briefly considered reading it, but instead folded it neatly and placed it under a coaster. She didn't have much to say about it. She started dinner.