Gemotions

He had finally finished the last chapter. He slammed the book shut with a satisfying thud and leaned back in his chair, stretching. The sound, coupled with his exuberant shouting, was deafening.

A furious pounding on his door cut short his moment of triumph. He slowly walked over, a sense of well-being enveloping him.

Opening the door, he saw Mr. Henderson, his face contorted in rage. "Do you have any idea how late it is?" he roared. He simply nodded, his features holding an easy smile.

He couldn't have asked for a better ending.