Gemotions

"Okay, so here's the deal," Claire said, her voice tight. The move to the social media team felt like a personal affront. She hated the very concept of TikTok.

She tossed her pen onto her desk, the plastic clicking loudly against the wood. Her gaze drifted across the desk. Her desk, her space, now felt like a prison.

She crossed her arms, a solid barrier against the changes to come. She felt a growing sense of frustration, a desire to argue, to protest, to do *anything* other than accept her new role.