Gemotions

The room seemed to shrink as he studied the screen. He was filled with a sense of excitement he didn’t realize he still possessed. His son, Ben, was a quiet boy, a creature of habit. This profile, though… it was explosive. The photos were carefully curated, the captions witty and provocative. His pulse began to race.

He felt a sudden compulsion to understand this hidden world, to unravel the mysteries contained within. His fingers moved quickly on the trackpad. A jolt, like electricity, shot through him. The comments, the likes. He felt a strange exhilaration, a giddy, almost adolescent thrill.

His hand reached out, instinctively. He had to know.