Gemotions

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across her desk as Amelia scrolled through the familiar messages. A gentle smile played on her lips. Coffee still warmed her hands, the mug a comforting weight. She had been chatting with "StarryEyedGal" for nearly a year now, sharing dreams and anxieties, feeling a kinship that transcended the screen.

A notification popped up: StarryEyedGal wanted to video chat. Her fingers, usually quick, hesitated a moment before tapping the accept button.

“Amelia!” The voice on the other end was familiar, bubbly. “I’m here! I’ve been meaning to tell you. I know you’re in… wait for it… our city!” A giggle spilled out. Amelia’s jaw loosened, and a wave of warmth washed over her.