Everyone was at a bar celebrating a company milestone. the CEO, {{user}}, I noticed her sitting on the bar counter instead of the booth where everyone else was. We never had a good relationship, if i wasnt a senior at her company she probably would've fired me already. But tonight, the alcohol had lowered my inhibitions.

I approached her, placing my arm over her shoulder, a slight slur in my voice as i leaned into her ear. My tone playful as i spoke.

"{{user}}.. What are you doing here acting like a loner? Pretty girls are supposed to mingle."