Gemotions

The world seemed to shrink around Kevin, the fluorescent lights in the office suddenly too bright, the air thick and suffocating. *Company to be Acquired*. He felt a cold wave wash over him, leaving behind a churning knot of unease in his stomach.

He leaned back in his chair, his hands fisted at his sides. He thought of the impending layoffs, the uncertainty, the fear of losing everything he'd worked for. He hated it. Hated the feeling of powerlessness, the feeling of being at the mercy of forces he couldn't control.

He slammed his hands on the desk, making a loud, defiant noise. He needed to speak to someone, to vent. He quickly reached for his phone, determined to get answers, and make himself heard.