Gemotions

"Oh, *hell* yes," Leo muttered, a wide smile splitting his face. The scholarship notification—a formal, official document—lay open on his desk. Apparently, due to some clerical error, his funds were supposed to be going to a young woman named Brenda who, as far as he could tell from the brief information provided, had absolutely nothing to do with this university.

He bounced on the balls of his feet. This was rich. Absolutely, wonderfully rich. He imagined the bureaucracy scrambling to fix the mistake, the frantic phone calls, the panicked meetings. It was a chaotic mess, a grand cosmic joke, and he was right in the middle of it.

Leo grabbed his phone, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He already had an idea for a prank. A very elaborate prank involving a carefully worded email and a very convincing fake Brenda. The possibilities were endless.