Gemotions

The rhythmic whoosh of the emergency lights didn’t bother him. James leaned against the back wall, his arms crossed, a small, almost smug smile on his face. Three hours. Plenty of time.

This morning's performance review was a resounding success. His boss had practically glowed. He was on the fast track, now. The promotion was inevitable.

He let out a low chuckle, a sound that startled his coworker, Sarah. She was fidgeting, repeatedly pressing the call button. He, on the other hand, felt a strange serenity. The world, right now, felt perfectly aligned.

“We’ll get out eventually,” he murmured to Sarah, his voice calm. He closed his eyes, replaying the meeting in his head, savoring the moment.