Gemotions

The morning sun warmed Elias's face as he strolled down the sidewalk, whistling a jaunty tune. He’d just finished his last interview for the marketing manager position at Sterling Dynamics, and the feeling in his gut was… buoyant. He bounced slightly on the balls of his feet, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. He couldn't help but grin; every question, every interaction, had felt utterly natural, effortless. He caught his reflection in a shop window and gave a quick, approving nod.

He stopped at a coffee shop, ordered a latte with extra foam, and, taking a long, luxurious sip, watched the world go by. The air smelled of freshly baked bread and blooming jasmine. He’d get the job, he knew it. He just knew it.