"𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑔𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒."
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a girl that's never been appreciated, finally meets the people she's needed all along
or
a group of people meet a girl that they never knew they needed, until now
slow burn. fem! OC x male...
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The Merger
THE SMELL OF COFFEE NEVER LEAVES THE WALLS IN DUNDER MIFFLIN. At least that's what I think. Pam has a theory that the walls were built from the strongest of espresso's, and that over time it just dulled to a medium-strength coffee smell. She would know better than me, I've only been at Scranton for three months.
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"Hi, I'm Evangeline Walker. Um, I'm nineteen years old. And I am Jim's replacement." I look into the camera, a blush covering my cheeks while trying not to look at any of the crew members in the eye.
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I giggle quietly at Pam's desk. Her eyes crinkle at the corners as a smile over takes her face. She was trying to convince me to tell her, who my celebrity crush is at the moment. I tuck my pale blonde hair behind my ear, slightly leaning on her desk to cover my face with my hands. I peek from behind my fingers only to be greeted with her puppy eyes. I caved in with a groan.
"Beesley, you have to swear on your life that you will not tell a single soul." I playfully scold. The curly haired brunette beams at me and makes the motion of her zipping her lips. I bite my lip trying to hold back any type of laughter from flowing out of my mouth. Just as I open my mouth the door to the office opens and Toby steps inside. I scream for joy inside. A mischievous look flys over my face.
"Too late." I hum to the older women in front of me. She tries to look aggrieved, but winds up just smiling.
"Mark my words, Evie. I will find out who it is." Pam promises. I cock one eyebrow up, to make it look like I'm searching for a thought.
"Sure you will." I giggle back. Pam just rolls her eyes and turns her attention towards Toby, who was patiently waiting until we were done.
"Hey!" Pam greets kindly, "How'd the run go?" She questions.
"Ah, pretty good. I finished." Pam just nods her head smiling at Toby. I butt in with an enthusiastic voice,
"That's great! Good job, Toby." The older man goes to thank me but is spoken over, by a scoff coming towards the copier. My posture falls a minuscule amount. But the deep sigh that is released through my nose, lets the other two people at Pam's desk know what I'm feeling.
"Why is that great?" Dwight snarks, not even nothing to look up at us. I roll my eyes and take a deep breath.
"Because he accomplished something, Dwight." I reply monotonous. Dwight suddenly turns to Toby, completely ignoring what I just said.
