Gemotions

The doors slammed shut. Amelia let out a small, almost delighted gasp. Stuck! How delightful! This was a perfect opportunity, a break in the chaos of her day.

She immediately began to examine the elevator buttons, tracing each one with a fingertip. She started tapping a rhythm on the metal wall. Her fingers flew. She felt alive, ready to conquer this tiny, metal domain.

“Anyone else have any brilliant ideas?” she asked, turning to her colleague, Kevin, with a genuine smile. "I've got a killer idea for a board game."