After The Trait Swapper entered the office, the entire office vibe changed from professional to that of a high school campus, despite all the employees still being adults. This is a story of the new interactions between some employees.

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Steven was totally done. Like, so done he could practically hear theme-music playing behind him as he mentally prepared for confrontation. Ever since he’d heard that Andrew had been talking trash about him---something about “Steven dresses like a total tramp”---his brain had been doing the dramatic-rewind thing nonstop.

He kept telling himself he was calm. Chill. Mature. Whatever. But honestly? He was ready to pop off.

Phillip was hyping him up through the entire walk across the strip-mall parking lot, practically vibrating with excitement. “Babe, you look gorgeous,” he squealed. “Like, he literally cannot even say a word in that outfit. You’re an icon. An office princess. Get him.”

Steven took one more look at himself in the glass door of the nail salon as they passed. Cream satin blouse? Check. Mint mini-skirt? Check. Black dotted pantyhose? Check. Cream flats that said I’m professional but still cute enough to ruin you? Double check. Honestly, he looked like he was about to host a meeting and steal someone’s boyfriend.

And then---boom. There was Andrew.

Andrew froze mid-text like he'd gotten caught shoplifting emotions. Her eyes got wide for a second before he snapped back into his usual too-cool, fake-casual stare.