Gemotions

He stared at the diagrams, feeling his stomach twist. "This is the layout of the… uh… the… whole thing," he said, gesturing vaguely. The new hire, a young man with too much gel in his hair, was nodding with an irritating enthusiasm. He knew how to do the job; it was literally his life's work. This new guy would replace him.

He felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to throw the blueprints across the room. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain still.

He walked over to the windows, looking out at the city. It all felt so… pointless. The whole world. He turned back to the room, where the new man was already fiddling with the equipment.