“You’ve felt 12 of 27 primary emotions. Unlock the full spectrum?”
Her friends noticed. “You’re so… much lately,” one said carefully. Another stopped inviting her to brunch. Her boss pulled her aside after she burst into tears over a spreadsheet—then, twenty minutes later, laughed maniacally at a typo. XtraMood
She cranked the dial to a bruised purple. “You’ve felt 12 of 27 primary emotions
And then, at the bottom, in smaller text: twenty minutes later
Below it, a list. She’d expected the usual suspects: joy, trust, anticipation. But these were different.
Slowly, carefully, she deleted XtraMood.