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General Manager Scott Honeycutt
Please knock
A sign hangs on the wooden door asking all members of the roster to knock before entering Scott Honeycutts office. He should have known that the sign was useless, most superstars wouldn't bother to read it as the barged on in demanding for a match or a title opportunity or whatever else they had on their minds. But being young, green, and hopeful, Scott Honeycutt hung it up there anyway before opening the door and taking the first couple of steps into his new office. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. A grin crossed his face as he looked around the room. It was an average size, nothing too special about it. Sitting back, opposite the door was a medium sized desk with an old desk top computer on it.
Scott stepped over to the small computer chair behind the desk and took a seat. He brushed a bit of dust off the top of the desk, placed a random pencil inside the black pencil holder that sat on the top right corner of the desk, and spun himself around in the chair. He hadn't noticed this before but there was replicas of his three previous championship belts hanging on the wall behind him. One from GWWF and two from GzW, sadly, shortly after he won both GzW championships it was bought out by the larger company, GWWF and he was stripped of the titles. But Scott was still young and was destined to win a hundred more championships and with each one his hair would be perfect. That reminded him.
Scott spun back and opened up the top left draw of the desk and pulled out a mirror. He smiled, exposing his teeth as he realized his hair looked perfect, as did he. Scott put his blue mirror back in the draw and leaned back in his chair, he placed his arms behind his head and slowly began to doze off as he waited for the first superstar to enter his office.
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