Gemotions

Sarah tapped her pen against the pristine desk, a rhythmic beat mirroring the excited buzz in her chest. Amelia, the intern, was struggling with the coding, stumbling over a particularly tricky loop. “Here,” Sarah said, her voice laced with a subtle thrill. “Let me show you the *real* way to do it.” She leaned forward, the glow from the monitor reflecting in her bright eyes. This was perfect. They'd see her skills, her efficiency. When the project was complete, it would be a testament to her dedication.