Gemotions

"Perfect." Clara murmured, adjusting the lapel of her bespoke blazer. The tailored fit, the crisp fabric, the confidence it exuded – it all felt right. Everything was clicking into place. Today, she was finally going to announce her promotion. She had worked hard for this. She had finally achieved the status she craved. She thought of her friend, Ben, with his tales of "managing a team of developers." Always jetting off to exotic locations. She was certain his 'job' would pale in comparison to hers.