Gemotions

He grinned at the email, a wide, unrestrained grin that stretched across his face. The scholarship? Gone. A mistake. Meant for someone else. He whistled, a tuneless melody that seemed to bounce off the walls of his tiny apartment.

He had always liked breaking the rules. This was an invitation. He imagined the look on the Dean's face when he saw the replies, oh, the Dean's replies. It was going to be brilliant.

He started scrolling through online shopping sites. He needed to buy all the things he had always wanted. This was an opportunity. This whole situation was a grand adventure, a wild ride.