Gemotions

He kept fiddling with his tie, the silk knot suddenly feeling like a noose. "Another week," John muttered, his voice tight. The deadline for the promotion announcement loomed. His stomach churned with every email notification, each one a potential blow. He and Maria were the only ones in contention.

He stood and paced the cramped office space, the worn carpet offering no solace. His shoulders were bunched, his breath shallow. Maria, effortlessly composed, was currently presenting to the regional manager.

He picked up a pen and snapped it. He’d never felt so wound up.