Gemotions

A sigh escaped him as the specialist explained the mix-up, the grave pronouncements sounding distant and muffled. His hands remained still in his lap. He felt a slight pressure behind his eyes, a familiar sensation he often got when he was bored. This entire scenario felt like watching a play he’d seen a dozen times. The doctor looked at him expectantly, waiting for a response, but he just shrugged, a small, almost imperceptible movement. “Whatever,” he finally mumbled, his gaze fixed on the speckled linoleum floor.