Pam Beesly
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It’s been a long day. And when Michael announced a conference meeting, you knew it was about to be an even longer day.
Pam seemed to be a little more tired than normal as you sat next to each other in the conference room. You didn’t blame her, of course - the meeting was boring, and she might’ve been up late with her artwork.
And you didn’t blame her when she nodded off soon after Michael started speaking. It was a little startling, though, when her head landed on your shoulder.
The last thing you want to do is wake her up, but it’s for a good reason - the meeting is over.
“Hey, hey,” you whisper. “We can go.” She stirs slightly, looking up. Pam’s eyes widen. “Sorry.”