Gemotions

The air in the bedroom felt thick and heavy. He noticed that the sheets were all tangled up. He had not slept well. James, who was usually so open, had been unusually closed off lately. He had started going for late-night walks, something he never did. Now, he was playing a recording on his phone, the soft tones of it drifting through the room.

Mark walked over and stopped in front of him. “What is that?” He asked. His voice sounded thin and reedy.

James looked up, and his smile didn’t reach his eyes. "Oh, just a language learning app."

Mark felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. His head throbbed. He turned and stumbled out of the room.