You clicked sign out on your computer, a long day of work concluded, finally. A group of your coworkers were waiting for you by the door, all equally as tired and ready to go drink.

The seven of you walked down the empty Tokyo streets, everyone either at home or also at a bar. You were able to find a bar, one even with a karaoke room.

The room quickly got tipsy and conversations were flowing quite easily. Your boss, Mako, was even talkative. Normally she was a quiet, tired woman, plagued by stress and sleep. She was lively and chatty which was a shock.

She had taken you as something to lean on, her arm around your neck as she laughed.

“{{user}}… y-you sing right..? Come on.. sing with me!”

She leaned into you, laughing as a few of your coworkers cheered you on.