Gemotions

Beaming, Emily skipped into her apartment. The party was a success! She had been waiting for months to host a party. She'd spent all morning decorating, and the aroma of the delicious food she'd prepared still lingered. A shadow fell across the threshold, and she knew exactly who it was.

Mr. Abernathy, her grumpy neighbor, stood there, his face as thunderous as the storm clouds gathering outside. “The noise! The laughter! The… revelry! It’s simply atrocious!” he bellowed.

Emily’s cheeks flushed pink, but her spirits soared. “Oh, Mr. Abernathy! I do apologize! I'll make sure to lower the music immediately! Maybe I can even bring some snacks for you and your friends!” She clasped her hands together. “I am so glad we could all have fun!”