Gemotions

The doors were jammed. He could barely contain the rage he was feeling. He glared at Mark, who was babbling about calling for help. He was *fine*.

He leaned against the wall, trying to control his breathing. The air was stifling. He had a very important meeting scheduled with the VP of Marketing.

He would not show that he was anything less than unfazed. He wouldn't give Mark the satisfaction. He wouldn't break down and panic. He would weather this absurd, unnecessary inconvenience. He would do this his way. He would not give in.