The elevator dinged as it reached my floor, and the door slid open. I stepped out into the sprawling office space, rows of cubicles lined like a miniature maze. The faint buzz of conversation and clicking keyboards filled the air, but I tried not to pay any attention to the static. My desk, in stark contrast to the others, positioned right outside the enormous double doors of his office. Of course. He made the change.
There's no cubicle wall to offer even a semblance of privacy, no escape from the intimidating presence of those doors that seem to loom over the entire floor.
As I walked, my shoes tapped against the polished floor, each step measured and deliberate. Pausing at the door, balancing the coffee cups in one hand to knock, before pushing one of the heavy doors open.
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