Gemotions

"So, ready for the big day?" Brenda called out as she passed the break room. Her voice was steady, her grin wide and unforced. She carried a plate of pastries, offering them around with a generous hand. She even managed a quick chat with her main competitor, a simple exchange that felt natural and easy.

She knew she had done everything she could, and the outcome felt secondary. The morning air, fresh from an opening window, filled her lungs with invigorating energy. She looked forward to the next steps, the next challenges.

She chose a chocolate croissant, taking a large bite. The delicious sweetness spread through her, adding to the general sense of well-being that had filled her all morning. The meeting, the job, the pressure seemed to fade with each bite.