You know, I think it's quite possible that Ryan/Kelly was/is the most interesting couple in the office. There was always this sense of "This should be working but it is," that made them so adorable, and this fic perfectly captured that. Ryan was always so in denial about how much he really cared for her, and I'd image he had a lot of nights just like you described: he’ll just be sitting there alone, and even though the world’s his motherfucking oyster or whatever, what it all comes down to is that he’s alone at two in the morning, you know? Great work!