Gemotions

The paper felt like a joke in her hands. Eleanor, usually the picture of stoic composure, found a bubbling sensation of sheer amusement rising in her chest. Eviction? She would handle it with a flourish.

She reached for her most flamboyant scarf, a silk masterpiece in a riot of colours. She draped it dramatically over her shoulders. Then, she opened her laptop.

Eleanor began composing a response. It wasn't the kind of response one would expect. It began with an ode to the history of the apartment building, followed by a limerick about the landlord's hat, and ended with a proposal for a tenant-landlord interpretive dance-off.