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"This is the last one, I think."

Karen stood back to survey the apartment as Jim angled the box through the door, kicking it shut behind him. He’d just set the box down – that’s improper lifting technique, Halpert she said – when the door flew open again.

“Yay, you’re here!” Pam threw her purse down and flung her arms around Karen’s neck.

“I don’t think I can handle you two as roommates,” Jim muttered, rifling through a box marked kitchen.

“You love it.” Pam said.

“Besides,” said Karen. “We promise to invite you over for strip poker.”

Jim just blushed.