

There were rumors for a while about two people at work, but nothing anyone could actually confirm. Just one of those things where everyone kind of knew something was going on, but no one had proof. Then one day someone went to grab something from the supply closet. The door was closed, which was already unusual because it’s almost always open. They knocked, thinking maybe someone was just restocking.
There was a pause... Not a normal pause. A very specific kind of pause.
Then someone inside said, “Just a second,” in a voice that sounded like they were actively trying to sound normal. That alone was enough to raise concern.
After a few more seconds, the door opened just a little, and one of them stepped out, acting very casual, like they had just been doing a completely normal supply-related activity. They immediately started explaining what they were doing.
No one had asked.
While this was happening, the second person was still inside. Then they also came out. Also trying to act normal.
Now there are three people standing there, and no one knows what to do with the moment.
The person who originally knocked just said, “I just needed paper,” even though they were not holding anything that required paper. The two of them nodded like that made complete sense.
There was a long pause where everyone clearly understood what had just happened but no one acknowledged it. Then someone said, “Okay,” and left. The rest of the day was very quiet.
By the next morning, everyone somehow knew, even though no one admitted to telling anyone.
The supply closet door has not been closed since.
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