Gemotions

Her roommate, Alex, had been obsessed with getting a rabbit. After a lot of back and forth, they’d agreed: no. But now, it wasn't the relief, but something else that lived in her. A constant watch. A readiness for whatever happened next.

She paced the living room, her eyes darting from corner to corner. She studied the furniture, the windows, the floorboards. Her breath was shallow, her body tense. Each tick of the clock was a threat.

She stopped at the front door, feeling a cold shiver run down her spine. The outside world seemed to be closing in.

Alex walked in, holding a small cage. Her smile was wide, almost too wide.