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... sans bolding, because I'm lazy...

105 Mindless questions

( I feel like I need a smoke after tackling this... )

Bloody office parties (RP with isabelowens)

When The Boss speaks, people mostly listen. However, on this occasion, when Special Agent Kenneth Pierce spoke and tried to gather his team together for a not-so-impromtu office party, he must've received the most colourful excuses known to man. All of which he found highly amusing. It also only made him more determined to pull it off, and being one to never do things the usual way, sprung the party of the team at close of business that night and before anyone realised what was happening, a large portion of their floor was cordoned off and they were in the midst of a party before they knew it.

James was sitting on the corner of his desk, a glass of vodka and Diet Coke in his hand barely touched. He didn't feel like partying, mingling or socialising, but was chatting away to Sascha and Jacobs with animated hand gestures. His tie was long gone and he'd opened the top few buttons of his shirt. Smoking was strictly forbidden and restricted to the roof, so no doubt he'd be making a trip up there soon. He hadn't see Izzy since the party started a short while ago, but the office was heaving with people. Pierce didn't do things in halves and the whole purpose for it soon came to light - someone was being promoted as his Deputy to the department. That person was to remain nameless for a few weeks yet. James hoped he didn't have the intention of pitching the team members against each other to get the promotion because all he could see was it creating shit-stirring and that was the last thing he wanted to deal with on top of the already guaranteed Arsey April.

He reached over and stole Jacobs' mini sausage roll and stuffed it in his mouth with a shrug and a teasing quirk of his eyebrow.