Gemotions

Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm brewing inside him. He was stuck in rush-hour traffic, late for the presentation, and his tie felt like a noose. His phone buzzed, vibrating insistently on the passenger seat. He glanced at it, expecting another work email. The screen read: "Hey babe, forgot to pick up the cat food. Can you grab some?" A wave of pure frustration washed over him. That was for his ex, Emily, not his current girlfriend, Susan. He swerved the car slightly, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, and typed a quick, curt reply to Emily while muttering under his breath.