Gemotions

The sunlight streaming through the window seemed to mock Daniel. He lay still, fighting the urge to surrender to the comforting weight of his duvet. Every muscle ached with a dull, persistent throb. He heard noises from the living room – Emily, his roommate, bouncing around on the sofa, probably doing some exercises.

Emily popped her head in, beaming. "Ready to go to the shelter? They have guinea pigs!"

Daniel closed his eyes. The suggestion triggered a weariness that settled deep within him. "I...I really don't feel up to it," he mumbled, his voice muffled.

"But Daniel! It will be fun! You need some sunshine, some fresh air."

He shifted in the bed, finding no comfort in the sheets. He longed for stillness, for quiet. The thought of leaving the apartment made him feel exhausted.