Gemotions

He’d printed out the application form, filled it out, even pre-approved himself for pet insurance. Then, silence. For days, the small, blank document sat on the kitchen counter, mocking him. He found himself avoiding eye contact with Chloe, the one who wanted the dog. They'd been discussing names, grooming schedules, everything. Now, she was unusually quiet, her usual bubbly energy replaced by a subdued demeanor. He ran a hand through his hair, the unspoken tension thick in the air. This sudden shift baffled him.