Gemotions

He slammed the door with a force that rattled the already precarious picture frames. A wave of heat washed over him, a burning sensation that started in his chest and spread to his fingertips. "Unbelievable," he muttered, his voice tight with barely suppressed anger. He paced the cramped apartment, each stride a frustrated stomp. The worn wooden floorboards creaked under his weight, echoing the turmoil in his mind. He ran a hand through his hair, tugging at the strands until his scalp throbbed. He kicked at a stray shoe lying near the door.