Gemotions

The email notification chimed, a cheerful little trill that felt like a personal insult to Amelia. She slammed her laptop shut, the screen flashing a final, mocking image of the university’s logo. Her stomach churned. The thought of the mountain of student debt she'd amassed here made her want to vomit. She shoved her chair back with a violent screech, nearly knocking over her carefully curated collection of succulents. They sat there in their pots, oblivious, and she felt a surge of pure antipathy.