Gemotions

The office felt sterile, cold. The sale news had drained the energy from the usually vibrant workspace. Chloe felt a deep disconnect, a sense of drifting aimlessly. She hadn't gone to the company picnic last summer.

She found herself fidgeting, tapping her fingers on the desk. She’d never felt so out of place. It felt like every conversation in the office was a private affair.

She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts, pausing at each name. Everyone seemed too busy for her. She put the phone back down. She was stuck in her own little world.