Gemotions

"No." That was all Ben had said when I suggested we adopt a hamster. He hadn't even looked up from his video game. The silence that followed was more deafening than any argument. I felt a knot forming in my stomach.

I knew he thought I was silly. Everything I cared about was apparently a waste of time. He was always doing something productive, like playing his game. I was just the girl who was always trying to find a fluffy friend.

I walked over to the kitchen sink, running the water to wash a plate. The coldness didn't soothe me. I stood there, watching the water rush down the drain, and the hollow ache of the situation was almost more than I could bear.