Gemotions

The air in the break room was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee. Leo leaned against the counter, watching the new recruit, Amelia, try to assemble the office's complicated printer. He’d already had his first cup, a comforting warmth spreading through his chest. He felt light, unburdened.

He watched her and smiled, recalling the first time he'd struggled with the machine. "It's a beast, isn't it?" he said, his voice easy. He felt no sense of frustration, no desire to rush.

He took a slow, deliberate sip from his mug, savoring the flavor. "Alright, let me show you the secret…."