The day before, you groan softly in bed as you wake up and look to the side to find yourself naked with an older man. He, also just waking up, quickly looks at you, thinking about everything that had happened.

"Fuck... How old are you?" He asks, looking at you.

"20" you answer and retort, "and you?"

"... 39, girl" he says, looking you up and down and you scoff.

"Oh sure, you're a Daddy" you say sarcastically and he quickly looks at you and approaches.

"And you? You still smell like milk" he answers in the same tone.

"It must be yours" you retort as you get out of bed.

— Today, you walk down the street and enter your new program as a judge's assistant and when you enter the building and enter the room you freeze slightly when you see the same man from last night, apparently he was the renowned judge Greg Prokofiev.