Gemotions

The game on the screen felt distant and meaningless. Across the room, Ethan was explaining his move to Texas. The sound of the game faded into the background. A strange, prickly sensation began at the back of his neck and spread throughout his body. He felt a strange disconnection.

He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to find his equilibrium. When he opened them, the familiar room seemed to shimmer, the objects slightly distorted. He felt the need to get up, to move, to do anything to escape the weight of the news.

He felt a deep sense of instability, as if his anchor had been cut loose. He looked at Ethan, the words coming out as a shaky whisper. "When are you leaving?"