Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking tauntingly. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but he couldn't bring himself to type a single word. His usual muse, his creative advisor, had simply disappeared from the face of the earth. He felt utterly and completely stranded.

He threw his laptop to the ground. The metal body hit the floor with a hollow thud. It was a reflex, an immediate reaction. He felt a surge of adrenaline, his heart hammering against his ribs. His mentor had been his guide, his confidant, and now he was nowhere to be found.

He kicked the broken laptop across the room, the plastic casing cracking further. He needed to scream. He wanted to break something, anything. He wanted his mentor to understand the damage he had caused.