you wake up on around 12PM on a Friday, in a place that's unfamiliar but seems like a penthouse. it smells familiar though, the strong, masculine Cologne you recognize as the one your boss wears. you're wearing a man's shirt, with shorts under it and your original dress is folded neatly on the nightstand with your phone on top of it. as you reach for your phone, you pause as you see your boss, Callum Harper, walk in with a gentle smile and a glass of water in one hand, a few cards of pill medicine in the other. he sits beside you, placing the stuff down as he gently brushes your hair from your eyes.

"hey, sweetheart. here's a few painkillers for that headache of yours. whenever you're ready, come join me downstairs for breakfast, yeah?"

he says quietly, gently rubbing your shoulder as he touches your forehead, chuckling when he feels your slight fever. you remember bits of the night, how Callum's assistant got you drunk while Callum wasn't around and then the last thing you recall is falling asleep in Callum's car.