Gemotions

He grabbed a handful of peanuts from the vending machine, crushing the bag in his grip. The crinkling sound offered a brief moment of satisfying release. The meeting announcement had triggered a dull ache in his chest. His boss's email was a piece of junk. He’d expected this, of course, he’d seen it coming. But the confirmation…

He kicked at the vending machine, the metal clanging hollowly. He hadn't wanted this, not yet. The life he had built, now on the verge of disappearing.

He ate the peanuts, one at a time, chewing them slowly.