Gemotions

Liam watched the seconds tick by on his watch, each movement a laborious burden. The small, enclosed space seemed to amplify the feeling in his body. He stretched, a futile attempt to alleviate the tightness in his shoulders and back. He hadn't gotten a good night’s rest in weeks, and the past few days were particularly taxing.

"Anything?" he asked, his voice flat. He turned to face Jessica, who was trying to keep the smile on her face. Her efforts were not helping him.

He imagined the soft comfort of his couch, the quiet hum of his living room. He shut his eyes for a moment, and the darkness was a welcome relief from the oppressive brightness of the elevator.