Gemotions

The new employee, a young woman named Susan, was a whirlwind of energy. He felt her presence as a constant, irritating thrum against the backdrop of his quiet existence. He showed her the basics, explaining the processes with a monotonous cadence.

“And, after that… you go here,” he muttered, pointing at the computer screen. He realized that he hadn't spoken to another person since the day before. The thought made his stomach clench. He didn't want the day to end.

He noticed Susan watching him, her expression a mix of curiosity and… something else. He quickly looked away, staring out the window at the grey sky. He looked at the empty buildings. He looked at the emptiness.