Gemotions

He found himself pacing his apartment, the hardwood floors creaking under his restless feet. The decision notification had come this morning. The job was awarded to Jessica. She'd been a nice girl, sure, but what did she know about the industry? He'd dedicated his life to this.

He picked up a framed photo of himself, smiling, at a work function. It felt like a lifetime ago. A wave of bitterness washed over him.

He tossed the photo onto the couch and resumed pacing. The rhythm was the only thing keeping him from breaking. He had to get out.