Gemotions

Sarah tapped her foot impatiently, the rhythmic sound a staccato against the silence of the library. She'd been so close to finishing her research paper. Now, this… this whole situation with Ben was a disaster. He’d just messaged her, saying he was “in the neighborhood.” In the neighborhood? They had bonded online over a shared love of obscure documentaries. This whole coincidence felt...invasive.

She felt a prickly heat rise in her chest. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Three more hours before closing. She hoped he would just...go away.

She closed her laptop with a snap, the sudden action drawing a disapproving glare from the librarian. She huffed, then opened her book, pretending to read, but her eyes kept darting toward the entrance.