Gemotions

"Well, isn't this something?" Claire said aloud, a bubbling laugh escaping as she stared at the official document. Her scholarship was, in fact, designated for a woman with the decidedly boring name of Agnes. Agnes who? Claire wasn't sure, but it didn't really matter.

She felt a giddy sensation in her stomach. This was too ludicrous. She pictured the administrative staff, who had always seemed to be so sure of themselves, dealing with this mess. A grin played at her lips as she considered the possibilities.

Claire envisioned a series of increasingly elaborate schemes to capitalize on this mistake. She imagined the chaos, the confusion, the sheer hilarity of it all. This was not a problem, it was a golden opportunity.