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Title: Odds Are (We’re Gonna Be Alright)

Pairing: Michael/Gavin

Word Count: ~2,600

Rated: PG-13

Summary: Michael is really going to miss 636

A/N: Named for the Barenaked Ladies song “Odds Are”. This is completely self-indulgent. Basically my own sad feelings about the new office as expressed by Michael. Obviously a lot of artistic license was taken with the new office layout as I have no idea what it’s going to look like. Also this is so cheesy omg

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Monday

It was just a building, Michael reminded himself as he forcibly directed the car past the usual turning, so ingrained in his psyche that he his hand had been halfway to the turning signal before he remembered. And not even that great a building. It had been impractical and cramped. A labyrinth of rooms that connected at odd places, a building in two halves that meant you had to cross the car park if you wanted to use the microwave. The AH office was an overcrowded mess of machines and bodies that reached alarming temperatures in the warm weather and meant you couldn’t walk two steps with treading on something or someone. Half the team had even been in a separate location, several doors down. And yet. It had been home.

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