Gemotions

The building's change in status felt like a challenge to Marco, a dare. He’d never been particularly motivated, but the idea of being evicted filled him with… a zest for life he hadn't known he possessed. He looked at the notice tacked in the lobby, a crooked smirk on his face. He'd been thinking about moving for months anyway.

He decided that instead of packing, he'd redecorate, dramatically. He went to the thrift store and bought every single item he could find: a taxidermied squirrel, an inflatable dinosaur, a collection of mismatched teacups. He’d create a masterpiece of clutter, a riot of color and objects.

He sang loudly to himself as he worked, his voice echoing through the apartment. He hung the taxidermied squirrel above his bed, its beady eyes seeming to watch him with approval. He filled the teacups with jelly beans. He felt that perhaps he was finally living life!

He resolved to greet the future with a smile. He would be the most memorable tenant this building had ever seen. He planned to leave his mark.