Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled Amelia's apartment, a comforting blanket against the pre-dawn chill. She stretched luxuriously, the silk of her pajamas whispering against her skin. Today was the day. The final design presentation. Years of late nights, fueled by instant noodles and sheer grit, culminated in this moment. A small, self-assured smile played on her lips as she glanced at her phone. A text from Liam, her 'entrepreneur' friend. "Good luck today, babe! Crush it!" He was so supportive, always bragging about his 'venture capital' meetings. She chuckled. Soon, she'd be the one with the fancy title.