Order and Laughter

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In the confines of a dimly lit room, which was adorned with beautiful furniture and ornaments, a man was settled on a chair behind a exquisitely crafted office table.

The man's cold and distant gaze was fixed at the entrance door to the room.

He exuded an aura of sheer dominance and indifference which dominated the room, making it seem as if everything was at a standstill.

The man's eyes did not move an inch from the door.

It was as if he was expecting someone to enter.

Right on cue, a light knock interrupted the tense and palpable silence of the room

The man's lips finally parted, and a deep stoic voice came forth.

"Enter."

But the man was not speaking to the person who knocked and the person behind the door also knew the words were not directed to him; he was not powerful enough to open the doors.