Gemotions

The library felt suffocating, the silent hum of activity irritating. Chloe pushed her chair back from the computer, the sound unusually loud in the quiet space. She stared at the screen, at the document filled with highlighted sections, the professor's notes scribbled in the margins. It was a mess.

She wanted to rip the paper up. She wanted to throw the computer across the room. She felt a burning sensation in her chest. She had followed the rules, cited all her sources. The whole situation was completely, utterly infuriating.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. It was her friend, asking if she wanted to go for coffee. She almost threw it across the room. Coffee was the last thing she needed right now.