A middle aged man walked down a hall way with a coffee mug in his hand.
The middle aged man was dressed in a neatly pressed button down shirt paired with khaki slacks.
Although he exuded a professional demeanor, wearing polished loafers and a subtle wristwatch, his face was anything but so. It told an entirely different story.
He wore a tired expression, which seemed odd considering his professional attire, which should suggest he was just on his way to work.
So then, why was he tired? He hadn't even started work yet!
"Another boring day," the man sighed deeply, taking a sip of the coffee in his hands as his steps continued through the hall way.
The hall way was made of pristine white metal, with numerous small white lights embedded at the top at a small distance from each other, tracing down the hall.
After walking through the hall way for a few seconds, the man finally reached the end of the hall where a metallic white door stood.
