Gemotions

The world felt saturated with possibilities. Emily danced around the apartment, her movements fluid and expressive as she did her chores, humming her favorite songs. She'd already finished her online classes and was looking for something else to occupy her mind.

"A fish?" her roommate, Chloe, asked flatly, her tone completely devoid of enthusiasm. She was slumped at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee. "Seriously? A fish? What's it going to *do*?"

Emily stopped, a playful smile on her face. "Watch it, Chloe! The serene colors, the gentle movements! A peaceful presence! Think of the aquarium setup, the bubbling sound, the sheer tranquility!" Emily already envisioned it.