Gemotions

The wind howled outside, rattling the windows. Noah stared out at the storm, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. The feeling of having been breached ran through him like a chill.

He replayed the moment in his head, the way his roommate, Chris, had walked into the room that morning with an odd look on his face. He'd said nothing, just seemed… different.

A heavy silence had settled in the room, making it difficult to breathe. The private words, the written hopes, the secret fears. He felt stripped bare.