Gemotions

The notice taped to the elevator door practically vibrated with good news. Sarah practically skipped down the hallway, humming a tune she hadn't remembered in years. Her fingers flew across her phone, already composing a celebratory text to her best friend, Maya. "Guess what?!" she typed, followed by a string of emojis featuring champagne bottles and dancing figures. This was it – the chance to finally own her little slice of the city. No more landlords, no more rent increases. The prospect of customizing her space, of finally getting that built-in bookshelf she'd always dreamed of, made her stomach do a little flip.