Gemotions

He saw the listing during a rare moment of downtime, sprawled on the pristine white couch of his modern loft apartment. The old house. He smirked, a quick flash of teeth. It was amusing to see it like this.

He scrolled through the photos, a sense of detached amusement washing over him. The house was… ordinary. He knew better. He knew everything now. He was in command.

He closed the tab, a sense of gentle amusement still lingering. He had built his world, and it was a world far removed from that small town. He picked up his champagne, raised a glass. He was ready to live.