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Jim knew the six months mark was coming up. Things had settled so much in the last few months, especially with Pam living with him now. Still, he felt like he hadn't been really appreciating her, especially with how patient she always was. He wanted that to change. This seemed like a perfect opportunity.
He'd planned it a few days before. With that eating place opened up, it seemed like a date - a real one - was finally possible. After getting Karen to agree to watch Sam for the night, he went to work. He found something nice to wear from the clothes box - nothing too fancy, but most of his clothes weren't exactly date material. He washed up, shaved, made sure he looked presentable. Then he started heading back once he thought everything was together. He spotted a group of flowers off the side of the path. An idea striking him, he paused to pull out what could pass as a decent bouquet. It took a little bit to pick just the right amount of them, but once he was done, he finally walked the rest of the way to their hut.
He paused at the door, the feeling of being nervous hitting him pretty suddenly. He shook it off and opened the door, peeking in.
"Pam?" he called out. He didn't see her, but that didn't mean she wasn't doing something in her art room. "You in here?"
He'd planned it a few days before. With that eating place opened up, it seemed like a date - a real one - was finally possible. After getting Karen to agree to watch Sam for the night, he went to work. He found something nice to wear from the clothes box - nothing too fancy, but most of his clothes weren't exactly date material. He washed up, shaved, made sure he looked presentable. Then he started heading back once he thought everything was together. He spotted a group of flowers off the side of the path. An idea striking him, he paused to pull out what could pass as a decent bouquet. It took a little bit to pick just the right amount of them, but once he was done, he finally walked the rest of the way to their hut.
He paused at the door, the feeling of being nervous hitting him pretty suddenly. He shook it off and opened the door, peeking in.
"Pam?" he called out. He didn't see her, but that didn't mean she wasn't doing something in her art room. "You in here?"