AspiringBabyRowling

Jim checked his reflection in the mirror as he finished tying his tie. He blew out a breath and stared wide eyed at himself. It was very trademark Jim Halpert; a light blue shirt rolled up to his sleeves, a navy tie and grey pants. New day, new job; he just hoped he’d make a good first impression. He pulled into the parking lot at Dunder Mifflin Scranton a few minutes before eight thirty. As he walked into the building, he was passed by many workers. A large black man who rolled his eyes at Jim; a stocky woman with bright red hair who looked at him with lust in her eyes and a Latino man with very well groomed hair who gave him a frien

Anthony was dragged out of his bed at the ridiculous hour of five thirty in the morning. He sympathised for his bride to be, Greta, who would have been up even earlier due to all of her beautifying that needed to be done. Still, they were both at fault for planning the wedding to be at noon. His best man and brother, Oliver, lugged Anthony down the stairs to the dining room where their mother and father were waiting for them. Plates of a hearty breakfast sat in front of them and the two other chairs that were at the table. Peter and Emily smiled at their sons, gesturing with a wave of their hands for them to be seated. Butlers stood at stag