Gemotions

He felt a curious lightness in his chest, an almost giddy sensation. The steel box, usually a source of mundane transport, now presented itself as a private stage. "Three hours, huh?" he muttered, more to himself than to Sarah, his coworker. He began to hum, tapping his fingers against the control panel.

He leaned against the wall, trying to see if he could make it sway back and forth. It didn't. He looked at Sarah, a broad grin spreading across his face.

"Fancy a sing-along?" he asked, his voice suddenly bright. Then, without waiting for an answer, he started in on a poorly sung rendition of 'Bohemian Rhapsody'. His voice cracked on the high notes.

He paused to catch his breath, then started to bounce. He felt like he could jump to the ceiling, but he refrained. He was sure Sarah wouldn't be impressed.