Gemotions

The news settled in Ethan's stomach like a lead weight. He sat frozen on the couch, unable to move, while his friend, Noah, spoke excitedly about the move. Ethan felt a creeping heat rising up his neck.

He wanted to argue, to convince Noah that this was a mistake. But he couldn't form the words. The air in the room felt thick, heavy, like it was pressing down on him. His hands were clenched into tight fists.

He picked up the remote and changed the channel, the screen flickering to life. The voices of the TV hosts grated on his ears. He wanted to smash the thing, anything to release the internal pressure. The remote slipped from his numb fingers and clattered to the floor.