Gemotions

The rain hammered against the bus window, mirroring the relentless drumming in Leo's head. He slumped low in his seat, his shoulders hunched, the worn fabric of his coat clinging damply. Another rejection email, another week closer to losing his apartment. He'd been trading witty barbs online with "StarlightWhisper" for months, a much-needed escape from the bleak reality of his job search. They'd talked about everything - favorite books, dreams, even the terrible weather. Now, staring at the familiar brick building of his bus stop, he saw a familiar face, a woman with bright pink hair – StarlightWhisper, or rather, the girl he knew as Sarah, from the online chats. He couldn't meet her gaze, his chest suddenly tight.