Gemotions

David kept clicking the ballpoint pen, even though it was starting to annoy him. The silence in the office, the shared glances and stifled whispers, were grating on his nerves. He took a long, slow breath, trying to dispel the feeling of something heavy pressing down on his chest.

He hated this waiting game. He found himself avoiding eye contact with his colleague, Maria. He could feel her watching him, and he didn’t blame her. He focused on the screen, but his attention wandered. His mind kept returning to the meeting, imagining it, analyzing it.

The phone rang, and he jumped, his heart skipping a beat. It was just a sales call.