Twenty-three year old Monkey D Luffy walked through the glass doors of his new work place. He slowly glanced around at the lobby of the building, before moving on.
He wore his black business suit, over a red shirt; the suit was a gift from his brother for getting the job. In his hand was a large silver and black briefcase
'Oh joy.' Luffy thought numbly as he walked towards the large elevators, 'Just what I always wanted to work in a stuffy office.'
It had been a year since he left university, and during his final year he had been sending applications out, with no luck. He had been living off of his brother since he could remember and wanted to stand on his own two feet.
Luffy stood along side stone faced men and woman, they all stared at the elevators doors waiting for its arrival.
Luffy's eye twitched, 'That's me in a few years time.' Luffy thought sadly as he heard the 'ding' of the elevator, as the doors opened he joined the crowds to his death.
The crowds parted into different elevators, he was glad that everyone seemed to stay in their own group call. He was in a elevator of those who were also new, or that been working there for a couple or so years.
'I don't want that!' Luffy thought suddenly as he glanced at the faces that were all the same, 'I don't want to become a emotionless robot...maybe a mega robot with beams...'
Luffy looked up to the numbers and a his grip on his briefcase tighten. Luffy blinked, and then allowed a small smile to appear.
He lifted one leg up and laid his sole of his foot on the wall, he bought his briefcase up and rested it on his knee. Everyone was looking at him out of the corner of their eyes, all thinking that this person will not last long if he acts like that.
He creaked open his briefcase slightly and peered inside, grinning like the hat madder he asked aloud, "Got enough air in there?"
Eyes of those around him widen, some mouths dropped. The 'ding' told Luffy he was at his floor, and he shut his case up suddenly and strolled out, swinging the around in large circles.