Gemotions

The elevator doors opened, and Emily practically sprinted towards her desk. She’d intercepted a confidential memo, accidentally. The salary discrepancies were glaring, and her reaction wasn't anger, but a giddy energy. A wild, almost frenzied delight.

She felt a sudden urge to buy something extravagant. A new designer handbag, the red one she had always wanted. She pulled up the website, her fingers flying across the screen. She needed to celebrate! This was going to be a good week.