William’s POV
The office was pristine, with bookshelves lining the walls and a simple desk in the center of the room. It wasn't the grand, lavish space I was used to seeing in the offices of other companies. It was simple and unassuming, but it had a certain charm to it. I stood in the center of the room, waiting for the verdict. Finally, Roland, the apparent owner of the office, walked in. He took a seat at the desk, looking up at me. I held my breath, waiting for him to speak.
“What do you think about the space?” He suddenly asked me, I didn’t waste time describing everything I loved about the office. “It’s really nice, I love everything about the details in the edges and how it’s so close to nature. One can really smell the flowers and trees outside from here.”
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