Gemotions

He held the eviction notice up to the light, as though analyzing its molecular structure. The cheap paper was almost translucent. He lowered it, a thin smile playing on his lips. "How predictable," he whispered to himself.

He tossed the document onto the mahogany table, then smoothed his tie, making sure it was straight. He'd make this a learning experience.

He picked up his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found the right number. He knew exactly what he was going to do. The landlord would regret this.