The picture of your parents is the first thing you bring with you. You get someone to help you rearrange the furniture so, instead of having the window behind you, it's to the side. You like being able to look out as you work.

You buy a cupcake for Olaf, and he just gives you a hug and tells you he's not upset. Tells you that sometimes people need days on their own that that's cool. He does remind you that Elsa seemed a bit despondent, though, and he asks how the plant is going.

You're a little proud when you show him your office. It's something new and yours, and he smiles, impressed.

"You know you can paint it too, right?" he asks, looking at the dull green walls. You're actually a little grateful that he doesn't seem to realise that you can't paint, literally.

Maybe you can ask Kristoff, but you feel bad calling him for such a huge favour. You're not sure how Elsa would feel about painters coming in and disrupting everyone, so you just shrug.

"I don't mind it. It's a bit dull, but green's my favourite colour anyway," you say. He gives a thoughtful nod, before glancing at his watch.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Anna, but I gotta go. Great office, by the way." With one more grin, he leaves.

You're sorting (again) when you get another visitor. This time it isn't Elsa, but someone from another part of the building. She's got a box in her hands, and asks, "Is this Annie Ackerman's office?"

"Anna," you correct, and then invite her in.

"Hi, Anna," she says, holding out a hand. "I'm Ella, part of IT. We have a computer for you – apparently you're going to be using the new TIFS system, so we need to get that all online."

"TIFS?" you ask, and she lets out a little giggle. It's cute.

"Slang for This Is Fucking Shit," she laughs, though she's obviously joking. "But don't be scared, it's actually really easy to use. I'll show you."

It doesn't take long to get the whole thing set up. You don't think you've ever had a piece of technology this new – even your phone looks like it popped straight out of the early-noughties. But Ella is kind, and patient, and makes even the most complicated thing seem easy. By the end of it, she gives you her number, telling you to call if you have any questions (after you waste half an hour of her time, chatting about some random nonsense. She's easy to talk to).

But she still has to go back to work, and with a final smile, she packs up her stuff and gives you a mock-salute. You give a cough and build up your courage, and ask, "did you wanna get a coffee with me some time?"

It's a bit sudden and abrupt, but she was nice and didn't look at the chair and seems friendly. You aren't good at going out and meeting people, and it would be nice to make a few friends who might become a little more.

But she gives you a sad sort of frown, and you feel your heart sink a little.

"I'm really sorry, but I have a boyfriend," she says, and your eyes widen. Before you can argue that no, you're not hitting on her, you just really like coffee, she's smiling and walking out the door. Your heart sinks a little because, well. You're not a lesbian – do you look like a lesbian? – and maybe she used that as an excuse to leave because it was the less confrontational option.

Still stings a bit.

You don't do any more work for the rest of the day. You just stare out the window, watching other people, with their other lives, wander past.