Gemotions

The head of Human Resources beamed. "You're going to be a fantastic addition to the Creative Team!" Her forced smile felt tight, unnatural. The words hung in the air, heavy with unintended humor.

She was a dedicated accountant. Art, design, marketing – these were all foreign concepts. She imagined a room full of eccentric, free-thinking individuals, a world away from the black and white world she knew so well.

Her vision swam. She clutched the armrests of the chair, trying to steady herself. The feeling in her stomach was relentless.

"I... I need to go get some water," she said, her voice strained, hoping that the sudden movement would dissipate her disquiet. She had to get away.