Gemotions

Liam bounced on the balls of his feet, scanning the empty lab. Empty! No Dr. Chen, no complicated equations scrawled across the whiteboard, no disapproving frowns when he accidentally spilled something. The retirement announcement, tucked under the coffee machine, was surprisingly brief: “Off to find the perfect wave. Don’t worry, Liam, you’ll be fine. -C.” He grinned, a wide, infectious grin that stretched across his face. He felt like a coiled spring, ready to release. He grabbed a beaker, filled it with water, and prepared to create a volcano.