Gemotions

The hum of the espresso machine, the clinking of mugs, and the gentle chatter of other patrons at the coffee shop created a comforting background noise. Jake leaned back in his chair, taking a slow sip of his latte. The caffeine coursed through him in a gentle wave. He was surrounded by a sense of calm. The book he was reading was engrossing, the plot woven seamlessly. He felt completely absorbed.

He paid the bill and stood to leave. He then patted his pocket. He was missing his journal. Back in the dorm, he saw his roommate, Kevin, sitting on his bed, engrossed in something. His journal lay open on Kevin’s lap.