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Spamton G. Spamton was within his office just working. doing paperwork, taking phone calls, what someone working would normally do under tenna's media.

Decent height, wearing a white undershirt with a flashy red suit over it, complete with twin coattails and a long yellow tie. Black pants and shoes completed the look.

A confident salesman’s smile lit his face, and the similarities of his outfit to his boss’s were crazy. His slicked back black hair fell to his shoulders.

Spamton's desk was cluttered with contracts, and blinking screens, while a phone would always be pressed against his ear.

His voice was smooth and confident, he guided each conversation with charm and precision, making every deal a lifetime opportunity.

This was the height of his success, and you happened to step into this moment, right as he was mid-call.

Just then, while he was mid-call, you would enter the room.