Gemotions

The aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted through the dorm room, clashing cheerfully with the scent of old textbooks. Liam hummed a jaunty tune, arranging a strategically placed trail of chocolate chips leading directly to his roommate, Mark’s, open laptop. A tiny, handwritten note perched atop the keyboard read, "Follow the crumbs to a sweet surprise!" He knew Mark would be back from his study group any minute. His stomach did a little flip of anticipation.

He’d also, just for fun, swapped the sugar for salt in Mark's coffee maker. He giggled, imagining Mark's face. This was going to be excellent.