Take the long way home...

Theme: a conflict between two character. Reason: one of them has a candle under her desk and it is a risk for the rest of the workers. Sentences that could be used to address the conflict: - I was waiting for you last evening after work... **** First prompt: Put the characters in their environment, setting the stage for the conflict to erupt The truth is, nobody liked her. And that evening, after work, the younger woman in charge of the desk next to hers decided she'd had enough. Stealing others' food (although nobody had real proof, just converging suspicions) was one thing. Casually dropping containers from the Indian takeaway in the paper bin, for them to sit there for days and educate everyone in the wide open-space office about the subtle modifications occurring in butter chicken sauce as the various ingredients change their molecular structure, was one thing. Coming to work without the decency of a shower, with a musky aura getting brighter and wider from Monday through F

  It was a strange session, where we all brought objects and prompts as a source of mutual inspiration. To make it even more interesting, we got a prompt from a different person for each of the three parts. *** [Prompt: I listened to some music that reminded me of rain, hence the title] Their last meeting was under a heavy rain. The subway was clanking on its rails above them, water dripping down the metal beams. There had been better meeting places and moments throughout the long time they had known each other.  - So you're going back? - I am. Tomorrow. - Are you really, absolutely sure? - As sure as one can be. I know what I have to do, and I will take pride in doing it. The rain was pattering and splashing, spraying from under the cars, bouncing off the leaves of the few trees and bushes tasked with oxygenating that corner of the big city. The rain was singing as they hugged, a strong, long hug on each other's shoulders, no grabbing by the waist for them. The rain was singin