Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee did nothing to soothe his frayed nerves. Ethan paced his small apartment, the rhythmic thud of his steps echoing against the bare walls. He’d staked his future on his revolutionary solar panel design, a design he was sure would change the world. He’d thought he had something unique, something that would set him apart. Now, the patent office had informed him of an existing claim. His hand clenched into a fist. He stopped pacing and slammed his fist on the table, making the coffee cup jump. He grabbed the rejection letter and viciously tore it to shreds.