Gemotions

His head throbbed. He’d barely slept all week, and the relentless thumping was making his temples pound. He felt a rising heat in his cheeks, a tightness that made his breath catch. He shoved his hands in his pockets, pacing the kitchen floor. He had to be at work in an hour.

He kicked at the leg of a chair, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent apartment. This was ridiculous. He had to say something. He grabbed his coat, his fingers fumbling with the buttons. He wanted it over with.