Crush on the Prankster Salesman

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Your POV:

"Wait, so you're telling me Dwight took Mr. Deckerd?" I yell shocked.

"Well not exactly, but he's reaping the reward." Jim scoffs defending Dwight.

"Yeah the reward you earned, you started that account! What about your celebratory mini champagne?" I ask sadly widening my eyes. Jim points toward Dwight's desk, and I turn and see the bottle behind his nameplate.

"No! You're giving it to him?"

"I mean he closed the account, so he earned it. He even gave them a discount." Jim replies sadly looking down.

"Hey since you can't drink your celebratory champagne, would you like to get a drink with me tonight?" I squat down to meet his eyes as he sits in his desk chair. He doesn't respond but he looks at me.

"Please?" I say with a soft smile.

"Actually, I'd love to." Jim smirks and lets out a dry chuckle.

"Yes! I thought you'd want to."

"Let's get our coats and go."

"Okay give me just a second." I say grabbing my bag and sweater. Jim grabs his messenger bag and jacket and we walk out the door and into the hall.

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We walk into the pub, straight up to the bar, and sit down. Jim orders a beer and I get a 'Jack n' Coke'. We talk for a little while, about nothing too serious, until a pretty girl comes up and leans against the bar next to Jim. She calls the bartender over and orders a 'Sex on the beach'. She turns our direction and her eyes land on Jim as a smile falls onto her lips. I groan chugging the rest of my drink.

"Hi, I'm Sara." She states and holds her hand out for him to take. He turns to her but doesn't take her hand.

"Um, nice to meet you." He says flatly and I let out a light chuckle.

"So I don't get a name?" She asks him with a slight pout. Ew. Jim pauses for a while thinking.

"Jim." He finally answers.

"Nice to meet you, Jim." Sara says in a seductive tone. I wave the bartender over after he gives Sara her drink. I order a couple of shots of tequila, and Jim another beer as the woman continues flirting aimlessly with him. I slide the beer toward Jim before downing one of the shots. He glances over at me before taking the last sip of his beer and sliding the empty glass slightly to the other side of the bar.

Sara chuckles and rests her arm on Jim's, I groan downing the other shot. Jim pulls his arm out from under her's and clears his throat.

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Jim's POV:

I see (f/n) down her second shot as I pull my arm out from under Sara's. Sara clears her throat as I do so.

"So, have anything planned for after this?" She asks, this time resting her hand on my shoulder. I shrug and shake my head, her arm falling.

"Would you like to come back to my place?" She tilts her head resting her arm back on my shoulder.

"Hadn't had anything of the sort, in mind." Sara scoffs at my answer. I hear (f/n) giggle lightly from my right.

"Excuse me?" She continues putting her 'seductive' voice back on. I sigh and don't answer her. Still not getting the hint she clears her throat and repeats the question.

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Your POV:

I groan rubbing my temples and reaching over the bar. I grab the bottle of tequila and fill up the shot glasses, downing one.