Gemotions

The days were a blur of muted colors and a profound lack of interest in everything. David found it hard to get out of bed, and the sun seemed to mock him with its brightness. He found comfort only in his online friendship with "Echo." She was his sounding board, his confidante. They spoke every day, and her gentle words were a comfort in his bleak landscape.

“Hey, I’m at the park across from you! Fancy a walk?” came the message. David reread it, his heart sinking. The park. The park he saw every day from his window. It was the last place he wanted to be.

He didn't reply at first. He just stared. Slowly, he got ready. He started walking. He could already see her silhouette in the distance, a figure sitting on a bench, looking at her phone.