So it's not the greatest, because I did say I was going to write about every episode, but it is the pilot episode so there wasn't much to work with. Some episodes that I write about will be better than others, depending on what I have to work with.

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Pilot

I always enjoyed going up to Pam's desk. She kept me going throughout the boring workday. I just loved the feeling of being near her. It made me so happy, like there was some sort of meaning to my life, even though I knew that I could never have her.

I went up to her desk like any other normal day. She looked up at me and said, "I have a very important question for you."

I replied, "Yes." I enjoyed talking to her about pretty much anything. In fact, she was the only person that I could talk to about almost anything.

Trying not to laugh, she asked, "Are you going to Angela's cat party on Sunday?" She was so cute when she giggled. I could see her trying to hold back her smile, but she burst into tiny giggles.

"Yeah, stop. That is ridiculous."

*****

"If I left, what would I do with, all this useless information in my head you know? Tonnage price of manilla folders? Um, Pam's favorite flavor of yogurt? Which is mixed berry." I think I know more about Pam then she thinks I do, and even more than I think I do. It's probably because she is what's on my mind the most. She occupies most of my thoughts throughout the entire day. It's impossible to stop thinking about her.

*****

"Jim said mixed berries? Oh, wow, yeah, he's on to me." I couldn't help but blush. Jim knows so much about me. I mean, he is my best friend. I guess I know a lot about him too.

*****

I walked up to Pam's desk yet again. "Do you like going out at the end of the week for a drink?" I liked spending time with her outside of the office. Having her presence with me somewhere besides the office where I always see her made me happy because in that way, I could think that we weren't just friends from the office.

"Yeah."

"That's why we're all going out, so we can have an end of the week drink."

"So when are we going out?"

"I don't know, tonight? Hopefully."

"Okay."

"About..." Then Roy, Pam's fiancée, walked in. I didn't like being around Pam when Roy was around. He made me extremely uncomfortable. I always make awkward small talk around him too. I just, can't think when I'm around him. I'd just rather avoid these awkward situations altogether. And the worst part of seeing him is knowing that Pam is going to get married to him, someday.

"Do you mind if I go out for a drink with these guys?" Of course, Roy didn't want her to go out, which I could pretty much figured out before she asked him.

*****

Michael can be a real jerk sometimes. I don't like getting emotional at work. Sometimes, I wish I was invisible. I even don't like getting emotional around Jim. I was walking out, towards the door, as I saw Jim sitting at his desk. I quickly wiped my tears off my face with a tissue. I walked up to him. "Hey."

He looked at me and smiled. His smile always cheered me up. That's what is so great about him. He cares about how I feel, so he does whatever he can to make me feel better. "Hey, how are you?"

"Good, I thought you were going out for a drink with..." I've noticed the cameras recently at the most random times. I guess they sort of make me nervous.

"Oh no, no..." I was glad that he didn't go without me. He never really let me feel left out of things.

"How's your headache?" I told him earlier that I had a headache, because I didn't want him to see me get all emotional.

"It's better, thanks."

"Good, good, that's great."

"Is, uh, um, are you, uh..." Sometimes conversations could get awkward between Jim and I for some reason.

"Am I walking out?"

"Are you? Yes."

"Yes, do you wanna?"

"Yeah."

"Great, let me just, um, oh, Roy..." Roy was honking outside. I wish I could have stayed to hang out with Jim some more, but Roy was very pushy about me leaving, so I thought I better just go.

"Yeah, listen have a nice weekend."

"Yeah, definitely, you too. Enjoy it." Jim waved at me as I left the office, and I closed the door behind me. I walked to Roy's car, and we drove away.