<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100402.msg4803790#msg4803790">Quote from: Xantham on 18-06-2011, 22:58:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">It had been a wild and very weird weekend for Jim.  He could honestly say that he had never done anything like it before and probably didn't want to repeat that series of events in this lifetime.  The only good thing that came out was Ali had lost her untouchable status and they had held a bizarre, stilted, yet completely ordinary conversation over a cup of coffee and agreed to catch a movie together.  It still boggled his mind.<br/><br/>Now it was time for sleep and work in the morning.  He could only hope that things didn't get really uncomfortable at work, but it was going to be weird.  Jim placed his head on his pillow and despite his tiredness, he recalled all the events pf the past two days at least three more times before unconsciousness came.<br/><br/>He woke groggy and even after the shower, still didn't feel completely rested.  No matter, a quick stop for coffee and soon enough he arrived at work.  The first of the four to arrive he slipped in and went to his desk to prepare for the day...and hide...can't be uncomfortable if no one knows you're there, right...Even Jim couldn't believe his own lies, but there he sat, cleaning up his to do list and drinking coffee.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Ali had been exhausted from the weekend that she'd had, it was hard to think that it had only been two days in which everything had happened, but she woke up regardless of her tiredness. Standing under the hot spray for what seemed like an eternity hadn't really helped either. She was going through a bitch of an alcohol withdrawal, but was glad that she'd poured everything out, if she still had any, it would have already been drank. Ali combated those cravings with the help of caffeine and nicotine, glad to know that she wasn't so bad off to be like throwing up without alcohol like her father had used to be. She knew she could still drink, but she wouldn't drink just so she could handle things that were difficult for her.<br/><br/>She got dressed in a charcoal grey pencil skirt that came to just under her knees and a light pink short-sleeve sweater that showed just a bit of cleavage, pairing those with a pair of light pink and grey heels. Ali had promised that she would tone down in the way she dressed and she still looked amazing, but with a considerably lower amount of cleavage, although the shirt still clung to her body and the skirt looked as if though it had been perfectly molded for her. She wondered how Bree's time with Will had been, considering she didn't come home, Ali figured that her friend had finally gone through with it and she was happy for Bree, if Bree was happy.<br/><br/>She got to work about half an hour early, she couldn't be in her empty house alone with her mother's words bouncing around in her head, Ali needed something to shut them up. She went to go pour herself a cup of coffee and fixed it before turning back to walk back to her cubicle. She saw Jim all alone at his desk and smiled before waving at him. Not sure if he wanted to talk because she sure as hell was hell to deal with until she had at least two cups of coffee in the morning and she wondered if he was the same way. Ali decided to brave the waters and since it was early yet and work wouldn't start for about 30 minutes, she headed over to his desk. "Hi."