Gemotions

The thought of facing the panel caused a delicious shiver to run down her spine. The whole thing was a game, a delightful performance. She felt light, almost weightless.

She’d spent the morning crafting elaborate metaphors and preparing outlandish scenarios. She was already mentally planning her opening gambit, which would hopefully catch them by surprise.

As she entered the room, she offered a dramatic flourish, like a magician revealing a rabbit. She grinned widely, ready to put on a show.