Gemotions

The news arrived as a cold, unexpected shock. For weeks, Jake had been saving money, thinking about the future. Now, the future was a blurred mess. He ran a hand over his shaved head, the action strangely soothing. The eviction notice lay on the counter, its white paper a stark contrast to the dark wood.

He picked at a loose thread on his jeans. The silence of the apartment was suffocating. His mind raced, replaying every interaction with his landlord. Had he done something wrong?

He wanted to scream, to lash out, but instead, he remained silent, the paper a burning weight in the pit of his stomach. He was alone, and he had no idea what to do.