Gemotions

The weight of the groceries felt heavy in Sarah’s hands as she walked down the street. She stopped short, her breath catching. The person in front of her was him, leaning against the wall, a sketchbook in his hand. Her online art partner, Ben.

She felt a wave of disorientation, a sense that the ground was no longer solid beneath her feet. She stared, unmoving, as the blood drained from her face.

The world seemed to sharpen and distort at the same time. The mundane reality of her life was suddenly warped. She dropped her groceries, and they scattered across the pavement.