His grin went from ear to ear as he walked down the hall to his office. He looked around proudly. He could hardly believe that he was here. That he was the president!
The White House was everything he had hoped it would be and more. The place was so grand and breath-taking. He was completely awe struck by the beauty of the halls alone.
Then he reached his new office doors. Some how his grin became bigger. He reached forward, and grabed the door handles. He slowly opened the door, and looked inside.
He stood there, amazed by the stunning perfection of the office. It was spectacular. And it was his. He swiftly walked in, and closed the doors behind him. He practically jumped into the chair behind the huge wooden desk.
He knew that he wouldn’t mind working here.