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George hesitated for a moment outside the imposing oak doors of the executive office. His heart raced, a mix of anticipation and nervousness coursing through him. Taking a deep breath, he knocked firmly.
"Come in," a feminine voice called from within.
As George pushed open the heavy door, he was immediately struck by the opulence of the room. The office was spacious, easily three times the size of his former workspace. Floor-to-ceiling windows lined one wall, offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. Plush carpeting in a deep burgundy muffled his footsteps as he entered.
His eyes were drawn to the massive desk dominating the far end of the room. It was a beautiful piece of furniture, crafted from dark, polished wood that gleamed in the sunlight streaming through the windows. Behind it sat Nebula, looking every inch the powerful executive.