Gemotions

The letter arrived, and a wave of pure exhilaration washed over him. "Conversion," it said. He felt a thrill course through him. He imagined the possibilities. He wanted it all.

He started walking around, a spring in his step, already making plans. He thought about a down payment on a larger home, and his dream of early retirement. He made plans to get ahead of the other tenants.

The apartment itself became a battlefield. He began to resent the flaws he'd previously overlooked. The creaking floorboards, the outdated kitchen – each was a problem to be solved, a dollar to be earned. He had to make it shine.

He began hoarding information, going to every meeting, eavesdropping on conversations. He was playing the long game, and it was going to pay off.