Jim didn't know in what he was stepping into when he accepted the snowball war with Dwight. He expected something like two guys taking snow and shoot each other with it, not a full on attack that gets him to the ground bleeding.
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Jim didn't know in what he was stepping into when he accepted the snowball war with Dwight. He expected something like two guys taking snow and shoot each other with it, not a full on attack that gets him to the ground bleeding. Dwight was ecstatic, of course. He dreamed of the day of getting the better on Jim, and this day finally came. Sadly, it's not how he expected it to go.
Right after Dwight did his war scream on top of Jim's body that was on the ground, Dwight made his escape, running away from him. He didn't notice how Jim didn't try to move from the ground, how his body was just slack and didn't really had life in it.
When Jim did try to move, it was 1 hour after the attack happened. He got up, shivering like crazy and looking outside, lost. There was a fresh pain coming from his skull, the lights from the sun reflected on the white snow was piercing his eyes like daggers. After turning in circles for a little moment, trying to ground himself from the vertigo he was feeling, Jim decided to go inside the Dunder Mifflin building, hopping it would be a little bit more warm inside. Like a robot, he got into the elevator, looking nowhere in particular.
He was just so lost. What just happened? He knew he came outside but for what purpose? And why was he on the ground and why was his nose bleeding? His head hurt like crazy too, what happened there?
When he got on the floor of the Dunder Mifflin Company, he looked around him, seeing all the Christmas decorations everywhere. When he opened the door to the office, Dwight was disguised as Pam, pretending to work on something at her desk. Jim just looked at him with pure confusion, what the hell was that idiot doing there? Suddenly, with no warning, Dwight started to shoot snowballs at Jim, catching him completely off guard. For the second time that day, Jim Halpert found the ground hard on his face, his hand pathetically trying to protect his face from the assault he was getting from his co-worker. Pam, hearing the commotion that was Dwight's screams of war and happiness, just looked at her husband on the floor, a smile slowly getting on her face. She should support her man but at the same time, she knew that the boys were just "having fun", even though Dwight seemed to be a little too hardcore on this matter.
When the Assistant to the Regional Manager made for the second time that day his escape, Pam just trotted to where his husband was still on the floor, a sweet smile on her face.
-"Hey there, where were you for the past hour?" She asks, tending her hand down for Jim to grab on.
Weakly, Jim took her hand and got up on his feet, vertigo and sickness attacking him at full force.
Without answering his girl, Jim made an escape to the break room, leaving Pam confused at the reception desk. She quickly recovered and followed him, ignoring everybody's eyes on them.
-"Hey, Jim?" Pam opened the door with caution, looking at his husband pale face. "What happened?"
Jim didn't answer, just looked at the vending machines, looking lost. She quickly made her way to him, putting him in a tight embrace. That is when she felt his very cold skin and wet coat.
