Gemotions

The radio blared the intro, and Elara practically bounced in her seat. Her fingers flew across the steering wheel, mimicking the piano riff. A satisfied smirk stretched across her lips. It was a local radio station, a small audience, but still... It was *her* song. She knew the original lyrics by heart, and she hummed along, letting the singer's interpretation wash over her.

She noticed the singer was rushing the tempo in the bridge. *Amateur*, she thought, shaking her head slightly. She reached over and turned up the volume, letting the chorus fill the car. As the song ended, she let out a small, self-satisfied sigh. Reaching for her phone, she took a photo of the radio with the song details on the screen. She had to document this moment.