[center]Milo[/center]

"You should have been there Lulu...I mean I know your not a fan of Prog Indie Goth and Bubblegum electronic but it was amazing!" Milo clutched onto his best friend's leg as he laid on the floor, as truly cool guys are wont to do. Milo had just gotten to work and he was already tired of it. Work was a strain not only on the body, but the [i]soul[/i], and Milo didn't need anymore stress digging deep into his cranial spirit, [i]man[/i] "Hey do you think my main man Jeffrey is here yet?" Milo rolled onto his back and questioned his true pal, however Lulu just shrugged and turned back to her computer. It was typical, Lulu wasn't the type to rile people up on purpose, however Milo was a different brand of rad.

He got up off the floor and dusted himself off "Well you can stay here and be boring all day, I'm gonna go find my soul brother." Milo walked off in search for Jeffrey, and after two long, painstakingly devastating minutes, he found him "Hey cutie" Milo said rather aggressively, clinging onto Jeffrey protectively "How's your butthole hangin' sweetie?"
[center]Lulu[/center]

Lulu was never the kind of girl to outright destroy a person, not like Milo. His attempts at getting to Jeffrey with, what she liked to call, "absolute gay no-homo terror"....or perhaps that was the title of her next underground hit? If it isn't it should be, just edgy enough to draw in the youth yet subtle enough in it's promises of not only love, but pure adrenaline. It would be a love ballad for sure, with heavy glam rock vibes and touches of Hardcore Rap and Pop-Metal. For sure it would be different than anything she tried before, how would the death metal screams mix with the preteen dubstep beat? Well, no one ever got anywhere without taking a couple risks.

Lulu stopped her current thoughts, and thus the narration, to write down a couple lines for her next hit underground single, "Is This Absolute Gay No-Homo Terror (or Am I Falling in Love With Your Sick Beat?)"

After a couple minutes, Lulu finished writing a couple lines and decided to take a break, forgetting about her previous reflections on Milo and Jeffrey, which was actually not to bad since she didn't know where she was going with that anyway. Lulu contemplated the cold, unnerving meaning of working an office job and selling your soul to the government masters that were green and frail, dead presidents and crumpled wads of paper in the warm pockets of the youth just waiting to be traded away for something frivolous, an ice cream cone or an action figure. "I need....some coffee to escape...this concrete hell" Lulu muttered to herself, then got up and slowly, but coolly, shuffled her way towards the lounge.

It was there that she spotted Owen. Lulu wouldn't have talked to him, had she not noticed the magazine in his hands. She made her way towards him and snatched the magazine right out of the older, less cool, man's hands "Woah....how...vintage....retro chic even....to bad it's mainstream shit," She crumpled up the magazine and tossed it in the trash, then looked at Owen "Did you....piss on yourself? That's so....nonconformist"
[center]Sadie[/center]

Sadie had already been at the offices long before anyone else. In fact, there was even a rumor that her peppy behavior causes her to sleep in the offices overnight, but that was completely unproven and if another rumor like that floats around her lawyer would have to get involved for the blatant slander on her name. However, she wasn't blaming anyone for this rumor, especially not [i]that jealous asshole Jennifer interning on the 17th floor[/i].

Nevertheless, Sadie was at the office bright and early, however she didn't really think anyone noticed. In fact, she was certain that no one noticed. She had watched Owen walk out of the bathroom with that weird brown pee stain and he didn't say anything. She watched Tally turn on her incenses and she didn't say anything. She literally stood in Jonathan's office for 30 minutes and he didn't say a word. However, it was hard to tell with him, he probably couldn't see or hear her since he was so old and generally close to death.

Despite that, Sadie put on her peppiest smile and walked through the office as if she hadn't a care in the world. She walked past Jeffrey's office and noticed his boyfriend was with him, so she didn't try to disturb him. Plus the whole "hanging butthole" thing really got to her. Instead, she headed over to Tally's office and tried to insert herself into the conversation about flowers with Maximiliano "Ha! Flowers! I love Flowers! Love 'em! I eh.....back when I was younger I uh..." Oh shoot, Sadie didn't know a damn thing about flowers, she sat around awkwardly, somewhat upset with herself but refusing to leave. She felt like a burden on society, much like [i]that jealous asshole Jennifer interning on the 17th floor who she knows stole her cute pink flower hair clip she could have totally used to join the conversation fuck you Jennifer.[/i]