Gemotions

He whistled a jaunty tune as he gathered his things from Engineering. His old cubicle, a fortress of blueprints and calculations, felt stifling now. A new adventure awaited in the design studio, a place he'd been eyeing for months.

A nervous flutter tickled in his chest, making him wiggle his toes inside his shoes. He imagined the possibilities. He could swap the design team's coffee for decaf. He could hide a whoopie cushion on the lead designer’s chair.

"Alright, let's see what kind of chaos we can conjure," he muttered to himself, a glint in his eyes.

He imagined the havoc he could unleash on the design team and he grinned.