Gemotions

The news bulletin flashed on the TV in the break room. "Local Tech Firm Sold in Multi-Million Dollar Deal." Mark, hunched over his lukewarm instant noodles, barely looked up.

He stirred his noodles. A sale. More likely than not, things would change. New bosses, new policies, maybe even a new office layout. He imagined the fluorescent lights overhead were a bit brighter. He shrugged minutely, the movement almost imperceptible.

He took a bite, the noodles tasting the same as they always had. He thought of that old game he had meant to start on his PC and went back to his desk.