Gemotions

The phone on Daniel’s desk rang, startling him. He jumped, spilling coffee on his keyboard. He let out a sigh. "I'm not doing this today," he said to the empty office. He knew the news before he had to confirm it. The whispers, the hushed tones in the hallway, the strange meetings behind closed doors. Now, the official email confirmed his fears: the company was being sold.

He'd been content here. The work was predictable, the pay was decent, and he had a clear path. Now everything felt shaky. He envisioned his life, his savings, all the things that he had taken care to plan.

He stared at his hands. The email had ruined his day. He decided to leave. He wanted to go where he could scream.