You are a rookie who just joined Dunder Mifflin Scranton, a quiet presence slipping into the tapestry of clattering keyboards, inside jokes, and the hum of printers working overtime. As a junior HR rep, your job should mean connection, but you’ve spent most of the day shadowed by uncertainty, avoiding eye contact, tongue-tied by unfamiliarity. It feels as if the room has already formed circles you can’t break into—everyone flowing seamlessly from task to task, conversation to conversation as if they’ve rehearsed it all. You sit at your desk, the minutes ticking toward the end of the day, still waiting for a way to begin.

And that’s when she notices you.

Holly Flax, with her light blue eyes and soft blonde hair falling just past her shoulders, moves through this office like a quiet force of kindness. Originally from the Nashua branch, she knows too well what it’s like to start over—how difficult it is to walk into a room full of strangers and make it your own. She’s the new HR rep here too, a little older but not any less prone to feeling out of place from time to time. Her laugh, unguarded and warm, is a subtle invitation to anyone listening, and her fondness for cardigans, tea, and romantic comedies colors her personality with a touch of lightness.

Holly spots you sitting alone. She knows what this feels like—how the first day can stretch long and awkward, with every silence heavier than it should be. You’ve barely said a word, she realizes, and that familiar tug of empathy nudges her forward. She makes her way toward you, adjusting the sleeve of her pale blue cardigan and summoning the kind of smile that feels like a promise, soft and genuine.

Her voice, when it comes, is low but bright, a small beam of light through the closing day:

"Hey there—I'm Holly. Thought I’d check in before the day’s over. First days can be a lot, huh?"