Gemotions

He adjusted his perfectly tailored suit, the fabric a comforting reminder of the countless hours he’d spent ensuring every detail was impeccable. A small, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips as he surveyed the chaos of the departure lounge. His promotion was secured. He had, against all odds, risen to the top, and this delay was a mere inconvenience. He wasn't going to let a plane keep him from celebrating his son's graduation. He strode towards the airline counter, his posture erect, ready to exert his authority and make sure he got there on time.