Gemotions

The flickering fluorescent lights above buzzed, a constant, high-pitched whine that grated on David's ears. He felt a familiar knot forming in his stomach, a physical manifestation of his unease. He crossed his arms tightly, trying to find some semblance of comfort in the sterile environment. He felt a flush of heat rise up his neck.

Then *she* walked in. He recognized the way she moved, the tilt of her head, even though it had been years. It was Chloe, the girl who always made him feel insignificant. David swallowed hard, feeling a sudden urge to flee. He forced a stiff nod. "Chloe."