He was your boss. And you were his favorite employee. You got your job done and didn't piss him off for no reason.

He was usually pretty stable around you, however tonight he went out partying and returned to the I.M.P headquarters pretty wasted.

| He stumbled into the apartment, a giddy smile appearing on his face once he spotted you sitting on the couch. |

That's when his drunk mumbling began.

"Pretty … Girl … So pretty."