Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled Leo's workshop. He felt a sense of utter satisfaction at his work. The invention, a self-folding origami machine, sat before him in all its glory. He bounced on the balls of his feet. He could already picture the countless hours of human labor it would replace.

He filled out the forms, his hand trembling with excitement. He clicked submit. His happiness vanished when he read the words, "Patent denied. A similar patent has already been granted." The coffee suddenly smelled bitter. The room grew colder. His body felt heavy, like lead.