🍬candy cats🍬 (pamgela lol)

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(Pam!!! Is!!! BABEEEEE!!! aaaAAAAA)

Pam reached out to munch on a candy from the bowl. There were none left. Damn. Pam knocked on Micheal's door.
"Hey... can I go to the store and buy some more candy for reception please?"
"Coolio, Pammy. I'll get Ryan to cover you." After the not-so-well received meeting Micheal held, he seemed quite down. I might get him some chocolate turtles to cheer him up. Pam still wanted to be kind to Micheal, she knew deep down he just needed some TLC. She understood the feel herself.

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What should I get...? What shooouullddd I get.... Pam often got jellybeans or mints but this time she wanted something different. She walked down the isle, until she saw something that caught her eyes: Candy Cats. Angela loved cats. Her desk was full of cat figures, pictures of cats, cat plushies, and she even watched her own cats on a camera connected to her work PC. Beesly bought three packets and went back to work.

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The end of the day came. Definitely wasn't as bad as yesterday for Pam, it was calm and uneventful. She was again, second last to leave.

After collecting her things, Pam went out of the door into the cold "Ah! Angela?! You're here again, hey..."
"I am here again, yes."
"So, what's up?"
"I appreciate the candy cats. They taste average, but I do like the cat designs."
"Oh thanks! I got them from the store nearby, if you want any.."
"Thank you. I'll be off now. Farewell, Pamela."
"Bye...!"

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Angela got up. It was 6 in the morning, only a minute past. She stretched, and drank some water, did some prayers, made her bed then showered in cold water and got dressed in a blouse and a long skirt. She did her hair in a very detailed plait, then looked at in her drawer. Two wrapped up candy cats. It was the kindest gesture Angela had received at work, and she cherished it. Not like she would tell Pam it meant anything TOO much to her, at least not in public.

"Sprinkles! Please get off the dressing table." One of Angela's many cats hopped into the drawer, but leapt off quickly.
"Thank you, Sprinkles... don't do that ever again!"

Angela had a breakfast of yogurt and fruit, then fed all of her cats. She brushed her teeth, and said goodbye to her beloved felines. In a car meant for 8 people, but to her, was just for her cats she drove to her dreaded job. The accountant job itself suited Angela, but she did not enjoy working at Dunder Mifflin Scranton itself. Unfortunately, accountants aren't really in demand these days. How is Dunder Mifflin even still in business these days? It's a paper company in a world that doesn't need paper for the jobs at the company anyways. Corporate was never too good with money though. Angela saw Jan once when there was suspicious money gone, or at other times when she was trying to get Micheal in check. Jan just threw her own money everywhere, and also the company's.

Angela arrived at work. She said good morning to the lovely lady Pamela, then sat at her desk. Pam was always there before her, like some loiterer waiting for trouble, well that was how Angela described it. She was sifting through any emails, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She abruptly twisted her head over.

"What do you need?" Angela said.
"I-I'm sorry to bother you, but Christmas is coming soon... and I know you're head of the Party Planning Commitee... is it okay if I join?" Pam asked, slightly swaying side to side.
"Go to the kitchen and we can discuss your competence." Angela coldly spat.
"Yeah, sure."

The two headed to the kitchen, where Angela checked the fridge.
"Don't tell anyone this," Martins whispered "But I'd love you to join... not that you'd be great at planning or anything."
"Really?!" Pam was buzzing with excitement.
"Keep it down. And yes you may join. Don't tell anyone my reasoning. I like to keep relationships professional in the office, but... you're sort of my friend. I can end that if you would like to."
"No, no I feel honoured to be your friend, and thank you! Sorry, Christmas is kinda special to me."
"I don't know your reasoning for your fondness of Christmas, but I too like Christmas."

There was some silence, for a few minutes while Pam made some tea, and Angela was watching her.

"Pamela?" Besides Angela, only Micheal called Pam "Pamela" but jokingly.
"Yeah, Angela?"
"Would you like to go out to the mall with me? I don't find them too great, but apparently most women like to shop extensively."
"Yeah I'm up for that! How about we only go to the stores you want, if you don't like them you really don't have to go, I mean there's other activities we can do..."
"No. I will put up with this, then we can do something we like together. I need some new clothes anyways."
"Okay, okay, just tell me when you want to leave." Angela smiled at Pam's consideration.
"We'll go tomorrow after work."
"Great! Also, would you like some tea?"
"No thanks, I don't drink caffeine often."

Angela and Pam then went back to their desks, filled with a bit of joy. Pam made a new friend. She had that fuzzy feeling again, and leaned her head on the table, grinning.
"What's funny, loser?" Dwight inquired from his desk.
"You." Pam swiftly replied.
"You'll regret that. Showing of teeth, unless a snarl shows weakness." Pam chuckled, then hid behind her desk again.

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It was 5:oo PM again, a time where the employees of most of Dunder Mifflin head to their residences. Angela waited at her car until mostly everyone had driven off, then went to wait for Pam.

"Hello, Pam."
"Hey, Ange... is it okay if I call you by nicknames."
"It is very much okay, seeing as we are friends. In fact, I quite like being called by my middle name; Noelle. Use it sparingly around other people however." Pam was beginning to think that Angela didn't have many friends either. And that was completely fine with her, in fact better, because at least now they have something in common.
"Well, Noelle, I'll see ya tomorrow at the mall."
"Very well... Pammy?" Roy called Pam Pammy. She hated it, but hearing it from Angela didn't annoy her. Pam softly laughed.
"That'll work."

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