Disclaimer: I do not own the Office or any characters.

Sorry I haven't uploaded a new KRyan fic in like a month. No one reviewed me so I had no motivation (just kidding.) But seriously, I've had the worst writers block and I was stuck on this story, which was supposed to be a one-shot. Since I am still stuck at the end, I decided to make it into brief chapters. And because of my absence, I will add a new chapter to this each day this week. So enjoy, darlings!

p.s. This poem is the one Ryan read (in front of everyone, I must add,) to Kelly in a deleted scene from 'The Delivery.'


Any similarities to real persons or events are *very* intentional.

You let me in your bed

February 13. I was unaware of the date and the hidden commitment embellished in it. Honestly, I don't even really remember how it happened. I thought Jim was finally getting over his pathetically pointless crush on the cute receptionist with the bubbly customer service rep with an ass. One thing led to another, and I ended up standing in front of her front door holding a single daisy (the most I could afford.) Then we were at Poor Richards. She was babbling uncontrollably to my friends. Their annoyance was painfully obvious and their palpable stares were taking a toll on my buzz. So I whispered, "Let's get out of here," into her ear and she squealed that famous squeal.


I hope you liked it, please review! Muah!