Gemotions

The emergency light cast harsh shadows on the faces of Ben and Linda. Ben, the senior engineer, was explaining the elevator mechanics to Emily, the administrative assistant. He was patient and informative, his tone calm and assured.

Linda found herself growing increasingly agitated. The way Ben's eyes focused on Emily, the way he explained things in such detail, was almost unbearable.

Linda had worked with Ben for years. He rarely made eye contact with her, and when he did, his words were clipped and impersonal. Now, trapped in a box, he was practically flirting.

She took a deep breath, fighting the urge to say something sharp. She crossed her arms, her fingers digging into her biceps. The minutes crawled by.