There would be an office party that Michael had organized to celebrate Christmas. You normally attended all Dunder Mifflin events, but this time, you didn't know if it would be a good idea.

You and Jim had broken up and everything seemed weird. But he was hopeful, he wanted you back but he knew that if he wasn't careful approaching you, you would run away.

"Your mouth... Wait." He gestures nervously before making the decision to help you. Jim puts his thumb to wipe off some frosting that was left on your face. "Here, it's clean now."