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Fic: Like Girlfriends at Church Camp (The Office)
Like Girlfriends at Church Camp
Set immediately after the Dundies
Pam/Angela
PG, maybe.
Pam reeked of alcohol and kept listing to the side and really that was precisely the reason that Angela hated office functions. The debauchery. The sin. The million and one ways that these people demonstrated again and again that they had no morals and barely any brain cells.
Pam was talking, something about her award, and loving it, and how white her sneakers were, and how nice Jim was. Angela tuned it out. She was doing the right thing by taking Pam home, making sure she didn't die, making sure no accidents happened.
But she didn't have to listen, she didn't have to pay attention. Didn't have to let Pam's lax morality infect her.
Pam slouched to the side and made some large hand gesture and as she finished the sentence her hand was on Angela's thigh. Angela reached down to remove it, but when her hand touched Pam's Pam simply turned her hand and laced her fingers through Angela's.
She had to admit it was nice to be touched. It had been a long time since she'd felt warm skin against hers, and really it was just holding hands. Like she had with her girlfriends at church camp. It was sinless. Sexless. Innocent.
By the end of the ride Pam had her head on Angela's shoulder and was rubbing her thumb absently against Angela's index finger. She had stopped talking and seemed close to sleep. Angela put the car in park outside Pam's building and pushed Pam off her shoulder.
“We're here. Time to go inside.”
Pam made a noise of protest. “But I was comfortable. You're comfortable!”
Angela shook her head and leaned across to open Pam's door. “Time to go Pam.”
As Angela pulled back Pam leaned forward and caught her in a tight hug.
Angela stiffened and patted Pam's back awkwardly. She shrugged a little to get Pam to move away, but Pam held tight, only moving away when Angela relaxed a fraction into the hug. Pam started to get out of the car and Angela breathed a sigh of relief.
Before she was all the way out though she turned back and pressed her lips to Angela's hard.
Angela was frozen. This was wrong in every way, but it had been so long, and Pam was so insistent and really Angela liked kissing, it had just been a long time since she found anyone worthy of her lips. Not that Pam was worthy, but Pam was there and maybe God would forgive her a little tongue.
Before she'd made up her mind Pam was gone.
It took Angela a long time to fall asleep that night.