Gemotions

"Yes!" Amelia exclaimed, slamming her laptop shut with a flourish. The world felt crisp, full of promise. The air smelled of rain and possibilities. Her apartment, usually a haven of quiet, now felt charged with a quiet energy, humming.

A message popped up on her screen. It was Mark, her digital pen pal from a language exchange program. He was in town! He needed a local guide. He’d never seen her address before, but it was practically next door to his hotel.

Amelia’s eyes widened. She started rummaging through her closet, pulling out outfits, considering what she might wear. She had so many places she wanted to show him, things she wanted to share.