Gemotions

The hum of the server room was a low, insistent drone that did nothing to soothe the growing restlessness. Emily chewed on the end of her pen, staring at the lines of code that refused to make sense. Her focus had deserted her long ago. She needed a change, a disruption, anything to shake her out of the torpor she'd been sinking into.

A colleague, pale and agitated, rushed past her desk. “Did you hear?” she blurted out, her voice barely a whisper. “We're being bought. Big changes coming."

Emily's heart leaped. The code, which had seemed so impenetrable moments ago, now sparked with a sudden, unexpected fascination.