Gemotions

Liam stretched languidly, the sheet sliding across his skin. He yawned, a wide, slow stretch that pulled at every muscle. This morning was just perfect. He’d slept soundly for the first time in weeks. Today was the day he'd meet Chloe, the girl he'd been chatting with online for months, at the art gallery.

He grabbed a cold bottle of water from the fridge and took a long, slow gulp. The cool liquid soothed his throat. Later, he figured he'd walk, enjoying the city sounds. The thought of Chloe's smile and quick wit filled him with a sense of... something pleasant.