Gemotions

The thought of it made Sarah’s heart thump with an eager rhythm. She practically skipped into the living room, her eyes already scanning the available furniture, imagining a cat climbing tree. It would be a Persian, she decided, fluffy and regal. Today, she would win over David.

David was on the sofa, engrossed in a video game, the room dimly lit. "Hey," she said, her voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement.

"Hey," he responded, his eyes still glued to the screen.

"I was thinking," she began, struggling to contain herself. "We should get a cat." She placed her hands on her hips, her smile wide.

He groaned. "Sarah, we live in a shoebox. A cat would be miserable."

"Miserable? No! It would be…thrilled! We can play with toys! We can buy a laser pointer!" She began pacing, her energy undeniable. “Think of the snuggles, David! Think of the purrs!”