Gemotions

Sarah glared at the flier taped to the elevator doors. Every single day, someone would have to be reminding her of it. *"Your Building is Going Condo!"* She stabbed the button to go down, already calculating the increased monthly fees and the inevitable noise. The fluorescent lights overhead seemed to pulse in a rhythmic, irritating buzz.

She rubbed the bridge of her nose, trying to ward off the building headache that had been her constant companion since she'd found the dreaded notice. The thought of open houses and renovations swirled in her mind.

When the elevator doors finally opened, she stomped into the lobby. She let out a heavy sigh as she walked to her car, she then banged the car door a little harder than it needed.