Gemotions

The news had spread through the office like wildfire. “The Burger Barn” was closing. He'd always known it was a local hangout, but it was *his* local hangout. He had the same order every time: a double cheeseburger, fries, and a chocolate shake.

He walked to the window, the sunlight reflecting off the glass. He felt his shoulders slump. He didn’t bother to look up the street. He already knew: the little barn was shuttered.

He turned back to his desk and sighed. It was going to be a long day. He opened a new spreadsheet, his fingers moving mechanically across the keyboard. He really did not feel like working.