Gemotions

"Fluffy is adjusting so well!" Chloe gushed, cradling the fluffy Persian cat in her arms. Ethan plastered a smile on his face, but a coldness spread through him like ice water. He felt… left out.

He watched Chloe brush the cat’s luxurious fur, a ritual that seemed to consume her every waking moment. The air in the apartment felt different now, thick with the scent of cat food and a sense of exclusion.

He slammed his laptop shut, the click sharp in the quiet room. "I'm going to grab some dinner," he said, his voice clipped. The words felt hollow, lost in the new, feline-dominated landscape. He needed to get away from… Fluffy.