She was awoken by the smells of chocolate and roses.  Her tousled hair stuck to the pillow as she sat up, rubbed her eyes, and glanced around the bedroom ( Read more... )

“Pam, can you come in her a second?”  A voice yelled from Michael’s office.

“Jim!  Pam!  You shouldn’t be in there!  That’s not your office!”  Dwight called after the pretty brunette as she followed the sound of her boyfriend’s voice into her boss’s office, quickly shutting the door shut behind her.

“Hey, what’s up?”

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“Michael, stop playing with your turkey!  I worked hard to make that.”

“It’s really tough Jan.  I think you might have cooked it too long.”

“Just shut up and eat it, okay?”

Another awkward silence filled the small dining room, and the couple looked uneasily at each other.

“Pass the mashed potatoes.”  Michael held out his hand, waiting.

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The white folding chairs were set out in the yard, and a few selected neighborhood kids fidgeted in their seats, waiting for the show to begin.  Soon, a little girl with bouncy red curls came running down the center of the chairs.

“They’re coming!  They’re coming!”  She reached the end of the makeshift aisle, and cleared her throat.  “BUM BA ( Read more... )

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The phone on Jim's desk rang.
"Jim Halpert speaking."
"Uh, yes, Jim?  This is Molly Ringwald..."  the voice on the other end of the phone snickered.
"Micheal, why don't you just come out here and talk to me."  He turned his chair to face Michael's office.  "I can see you."
The blinds quickly snapped shut.
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She slipped on her shoes that she had left beside the door, clicked open the lock, and slipped out of the house.  The morning air felt good against her burning cheeks, and the wind dried the tears that were beginning to cascade down them.  She sniffled, and began to run.  She didn't know where she was running to...she wasn't even sure she wanted to ( Read more... )

Jan tried to avoid the gazes, stares, and whispers that follow her as she stormed out of the wear house.   She couldn't believe she had even considered her and Michael could ever work.  She yanks the door open, and slams it shut, fighting back the tears.  She tosses her overnight bag into the seat, disgusted. The tears start to fall as the car ( Read more... )