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Fic: Self-Esteem (The Office)
Title: Self Esteem
Pairing: Meredith/Todd Packer
Rating: PG
The Christmas party after party at Poor Richards.
This took me way longer than any 300ish words should ever take. I blame Writercon, procrastination and my inability to decide between two courses the fic should take (one of which would have been much longer). Finally I made argleblather roll her d20s to tell me what Meredith should do.
Also, why is it that I am angsty, even when writing for a sitcom?
They cut her off when they get to Poor Richards and Pam and Kelly take her into the ladies room to get her coat off and her shirt on. When she's dressed she sits at the table, slowly sobering up and hurting for another drink. But every time she reaches for something Toby pulls it out of her reach, or Jim covers her hand and shakes his head slightly.
She slowly transitions from the comfortable floatyhappyabsent feeling to an empty aching creaking inside. She desperately needs some sort of lubrication. Something to ease the ache.
About an hour into the office after-party she starts to think of the way she took her shirt off for Michael. And the way he snapped a picture but didn't touch her. He barely even looked interested. He thought she was disgusting. She knew it. She could see it in his eyes.
She's starts to think about how everyone looks at her that way, pity or disgust or condescension and oh my god if Angela slips her one more pamphlet about AA she's going to kill someone.
She gets up to go to the bathroom, on her own, thank you Phyllis, and passes Todd Packer in the hall. He leers and she smiles, feeling a little better. Not everyone is disgusted by her.
He's still there when she leaves the ladies room and he sidles over, pulls his jacket aside to reveal a flask tucked into the waistband of his pants.
“Give you a drink if you suck my cock.”
She considers it. That is perhaps the most humiliating thing of the evening. She considers it. But when he leers and leans toward her for a kiss she slaps him hard and walks back to join the group. She smiles weakly at Pam and takes a sip of water.