Gemotions

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee, usually a stimulant, was doing nothing to lift Robert’s spirits. He leaned against the counter, his knees feeling wobbly. His replacement, a sharp young woman named Susan, stood beside him, her notepad at the ready.

"And that's how we code the system..." Robert trailed off, his voice flat. He blinked, trying to clear the fuzziness from his vision. The words felt slippery and hard to grasp.

"Could you repeat that last part?" Susan asked, her voice bright. Robert sighed inwardly. He just needed to get through the training, and then he could finally go home. The thought was the only thing keeping him going.