Gemotions

David slammed his fist on the table, making the coffee cup jump. He let out a frustrated growl. The article, the project he had dedicated months to, was published. And someone else was taking credit. His shoulders slumped, the weight of disappointment crushing him.

He pushed away from his desk. The chair scraped across the floor with a sound that grated on his nerves. He needed air. He walked to the window, the fresh air offering no comfort. He felt lost, adrift in a sea of resentment.