Gemotions

The air in the office felt thick, heavy. Kevin, usually chatty, remained silent. He found himself avoiding interactions. He was looking at the email about pay grades. It was hard to believe. Sam, with the least seniority, was now being paid significantly more. He let out a loud exhale, the sound like a grunt of disgust.

He found himself staring at Sam, trying to look at any mistakes. The thought of confronting his boss made him break into a cold sweat. He slammed his keyboard when he found he could no longer focus on his tasks. He felt a compulsion to go for a run, the only thing that sometimes quieted the internal tempest.