|We've Got A Big Mess On Our Hands Tonight.
||[Jun. 1st, 2007|05:23 pm]
Dunder-Mifflin Scranton (An Office RP)
Karen walked back to her desk after placing the note on Pam's computer screen. She looked at the clock -- it said 11:45 A.M. - almost time for lunch. She wanted to tell Jim everything, she wanted to tell him how sorry she was for everything -- for not telling him most of it. They were dating for so long that she didn't want him to feel like he had to always be there for her. She was tired, her muscles ached - the new medicine made her nauseas. She hated being on it, that's why she stopped taking it.
She looks around the Office, everyone looks dead. Jim and Pam look like the living dead; she thought she probably looked like a monster. She went to the bathroom and checked herself in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes and her hair was frizzy. She didn't have time to straighten it or time to put any product in it. She turned the sink on and splashed her face with cold water, that made her feel better.
She suddenly wanted a cigarette -- she hadn't smoked for three years.
With the sudden urge for a cigarette subsiding she glances over at Jim, he's leaning his cheek on his right hand while trying to read something and his eyes keep closing. She looks at Pam and she's still dozing -- her head would snap up and when she did it this time -- she looked right at her screen.
A cigarette sounds really good right about now.