When is Walking Away 'Walking Away'?

[fisherprice_tim]

Tim kept running the flat of his hand over the crown of his head, back through his hair to the base of his neck, then forward to cover the lower half of his face. He was walking to the kitchen, not because he wanted to, but because he'd said he would and... and... well, he didn't know what the fuck else to do

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[jim_halpert]

Jim had spent a lot of the morning working on the little project he had going on in his future hut. The baby was going to be born soon, and he wanted things ready for her when she was old enough to be moved out of the compound. He considered going to see if Pam was awake when he went into the compound, but stopped when he peeked into the kitchen and noticed Tim sitting in there, looking like he was waiting for his tea to be ready.

"Tea when the heat is this bad? You're as weird as Pam," he decided, plopping down next to him. He was about to say something else when he caught a glimpse of his expression. He quieted then, his smile falling from his face. "Hey, Tim. You alright?"

[fisherprice_tim]

"Ummmm," Tim said, dropping the hand to wring it against the other one, foot compulsively tapping, "Ummmn. Mmnnot. No, actually. Sorry," he said, dragging his hand over his face and squeezing at his temples.

[jim_halpert]

He didn't really even need to wait for an answer to know what he was going to say. He looked upset to the point of being pained because of it. He had never seen Tim that way before.

"What's the matter?" he asked, his voice having a decidedly worried edge to it now.

[fisherprice_tim]

"Bridget sort of... A friend of hers disappeared, close friend, and um." Tim rubbed the pad of his thumb along his jaw.

"And she iiis... panicking. And she thinks she's cursed. And she... broke up with me."