Gemotions

He’d done it again. Liam found the tiny, glitter-encrusted dog bed in the middle of the living room, a monument to his roommate's complete lack of consideration. He resisted the urge to kick it. He really did. Instead, he took a deep breath, the knot in his stomach tightening.

"You're unbelievable," he said flatly when he saw Maya skipping down the hallway, a leash dangling from her hand. Her face brightened at the sight of him. Too bright.

“Oh, Liam, isn’t she the cutest? I named her Princess Fluffernutter!” Maya bubbled, scooping the tiny, yapping thing into her arms. Liam clenched his jaw. “You know I’m allergic, right? And we agreed—"

“Oh, it’ll be fine!” she chirped, apparently oblivious to the crimson flush creeping up his neck. He wanted to scream.