Gemotions

"Finally!" Mark thought, leaning back and feeling… *vibrant*. The closing of the deal was done. He exhaled slowly, relief flooding through him. He walked towards the garage, where his son, Ethan, was completely immersed in the world of model airplanes. Mark had once spent countless hours building and flying the planes, a hobby he'd cherished. Now, Ethan's enthusiasm was even bigger.

He heard the whir of a motor and smiled.

"How's it going, buddy?" he asked, walking in.

Ethan looked up, his eyes alight with excitement. "Almost ready for its first flight, Dad!"

Mark felt so much pride and love.