song - sports by beach bunny | put on repeat
i walked into the ordinary office, a box with some of my belongings in my hands. i turned to see the receptionist speak up and talk to me.
"you must be y/n y/l/n. i'm pam, by the way."
"nice to meet you, pam." i grinned.
"michael scott should be here-"
"good morning, dunder miffliners!" a guy in a black suit and tie exclaimed, extending the "o" in "good". no one bothered to look up from their desks the slightest bit.
weird.
him and i made eye contact, and his eyes immediately lit up. "oh, and you must be the lovely new customer service rep."
"uh yep, that's me. i'm y/n."
"i'm mr. michael scott. i am the king of fun around here. i'm no stick in the mud, but if you want to meet a stick in the mud, just go talk to our top salesman dwight schrute over there." michael pointed at the man with a middle part and wire framed glasses.
dwight looked up at the mention of his name, his eyebrows furrowed. "i'm no stick in the mud, michael. i'm just doing my job."
michael rolled his eyes. "work, work, work, work. that's all you people ever talk about."
"well, it is a workplace-" i began, but michael quickly interrupted me.
"just because it's a workplace doesn't mean we can't have fun, and i am the master of fun. you'll see that here when i show you lazy scranton."
"i thought you were the king of-"
"master, king, whatever! just shut up dwight."
"could you just show me to my desk?" i spoke up, trying to escape the odd conversation.
"why, of course. c'mon." and with that, michael led me to my desk in the annex in the back by the break room. there was a guy that seemed to be in his late thirties filing some paper work and immediately looked up once he saw michael and i.
"y/n, this is our hr rep. toby flenderson. just like dwight, he is also a stick in the mud. well, scratch that, he's a stick in the quicksand. he'll never-"
"michael, please," toby started. "hi, y/n. i'm toby flenderson. it's nice to see a new face around here."
"it's nice to meet you too, toby." i shook his hand and with that, michael led me to the last cubicle to the right of toby's desk.
"you might wanna sanitize that hand real good." he whispered, causing me to become confused for a short while until i saw him.
a guy with dark brunette locks on his phone texting away at his desk. "this is ryan howard, your new annex buddy."
ryan looked up from his phone and locked eyes with me. i couldn't help but find him attractive for the two seconds i've laid eyes on him.
oh god.
"he's cute, huh?" michael questioned, causing me to snap out of my thoughts.
"what?"
"ryan, meet y/n. she'll be replacing kelly in customer service."
"it's nice to meet you, ryan."
"you too, y/n."
"well," michael clapped his hands together. "i'll leave you to it. have fun you two, not too much fun, though!"
i let out an exasperated sigh once he left. "is he always like that?"
"yes, but you'll get used to it." ryan smiled, his pearly whites peaking through his smile. his smile alone could make me melt to the ground.
"i hope so." i replied as i set my box down and started to unpack my things.
"so, y/n, where you from? i don't think i've seen you around here before." ryan asked.
"i'm from new york. i've only been here in scranton for like two days and it's very different from the city."
"so, you're a city girl?"
"yep, always have been."
"neat. city girls are cute."
he thinks i'm pretty. it probably meant nothing to him, but it was different for me. my heart practically soared above the clouds.
"good to know."
i think i'm really gonna like spending time with my new annex buddy.
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