Gemotions

The world felt charged, electric. Every cell in Leo’s body vibrated with a keen edge. He skipped through the house, whistling, and found Maya in the living room, sketching. “Morning, beautiful!” he boomed, unable to contain his enthusiasm. She raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips. “What’s got you so… *lively* this morning?” He shrugged, his shoulders practically bouncing. “Just woke up feeling… *alive*!” He paced, noticing a small, dusty box on the top shelf of the bookcase. It wasn't anything he recognized, and so, with a curious turn of the wrist, he opened it to find a list.