Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifted from the break room, a comforting scent that filled Mark's office. He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin. The email notification had pinged, the subject line a stark warning: "Merger Announcement." He didn't feel anything akin to panic.

He took a slow, deliberate breath, the air filling his lungs. He felt no tightness in his chest. His gaze drifted across the cityscape outside his window. The sun glinted off the buildings, a bright, uncomplicated beauty.

The news itself felt… distant. A puzzle to be considered, not a personal threat. He reached for his mug, the ceramic warm in his hands. He'd call Sarah later, perhaps suggest dinner. Discuss it then. For now, there were spreadsheets to attend to.