Gemotions

David slammed the laptop shut with a loud crack, the screen flickering to black. He felt a surge of adrenaline, a raw power that he barely managed to contain. Every muscle in his body was tense, coiled. It felt as though his own skin was too tight for him.

He stalked across the room, each footfall a heavy thud on the floor. He wanted to break something, to obliterate the source of this fury. The room itself seemed to shrink, closing in on him.

He picked up a heavy book, throwing it against the wall. He wanted to destroy everything. He felt a strange sort of satisfaction as it shattered against the wall.