Chapter 2

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The next day started rough.
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(M/n)
"Um I went home and ate some chips and I worked on some paperwork, so now I'm here."
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(M/n) sat down and got started on his work. Nothing exciting happened throughout the day. (M/n) finished his paperwork so he went to the bathroom and sat in there for a while and then suddenly it was lunch. (M/n) was now sitting at his desk typing away. He wasn't doing work, he was writing a story. A story in progress.
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(M/n)
"Yeah I write, don't tell anyone though. It's not ready to be read be someone else yet."
Jim
"I think Pam and I are the only two that know that (M/n) is a writer. I mean Dwight would probably know if he paid attention in the office a little more." He says and then gives a knowing look to the camera.
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"Hey (M/n) do you want to get lunch with Pam and I?" Jim asks.
"No I think I'm going to stay here for now. You two go have fun."
"You want us to get you anything?" Pam asks.
"Um could you get me a small fry?" (M/n) asks and they nod before leaving.
"You don't eat much do you?" Dwight asks with what looks like a judgmental stare.
"...No, is that a problem?" (M/n) asks and Dwight looks at you for a moment.
"No" and he goes back to work.
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(M/n)
"Ok I know I don't eat in a healthy way. I-" (M/n) looks away "I know."
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It was a fine day, (M/n) lost his small appetite and ended up throwing his fries away. When (M/n) got home he fainted from an improper diet and basically living in coffee.
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(M/n)
"Um I am not at a good place right now. I don't want to talk about it any further."
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Unfortunately when (M/n) fell he hit his head on the side of his coffee table and now has a cut above his eyebrow.

(M/n) opens the door to the office with his head angled downward.
"Hey (M/n)!" Pam greets but he just walks on by. (M/n) sits down and gets straight to work. He's not feeling the best because A. He fainted and B. Because of that he had to eat a well sized meal. It makes him feel sick. He can see Jim looking at him from the corner of his eye. He hopes he can't see the scratch for it is above his right eyebrow. He also can't tell if Jim can see that side of him well.
"You don't look to good, (M/n)." He comments.
"I know." He mumbles back.
"Look at me." He says in a gentle tone.
"...No."
"Please, look at me." (M/n) gives in and turns.
"What happened , are you ok?" Jim asks in a slightly alarmed tone and (M/n) can see Dwight look at you too.
"Yes what happened?"
"Nothing ok, I tripped and fell at home. No big deal."
"Are you sure?" Jim asks.
"Yes, I'm sure."

(M/n) took his break a little early and went to the break room. Jim and Pam followed.
"I don't believe you fell." Jim says when the trio sat down.
"Yeah I know I didn't actually fall. I uh... I fainted at home."
"Oh my gosh, are you ok?" Pam asks.
"Yeah I'm fine just got a little lightheaded that's all."
"Well is everything else ok, ya know with your trans stuff and all?" Jim asks.
"Yeah all that is fine, I'm waiting on a top surgery date right now."
"Yeah? That's great (M/n)." Pam says.
"...Yeah."

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