Gemotions

He sipped his coffee, savoring the rich aroma and the warmth that spread through his chest. The familiar clatter of the cafeteria was a comforting background noise, a constant presence that he had grown accustomed to over the past three years. He unfolded the newspaper, the pages crackling slightly, and began to read. A slow smile crept across his face as he absorbed the daily news, paying extra attention to the sports scores. He felt his shoulders relax further, sinking into the hard plastic of the chair.