There he sat, perfectly put together, after he spent hours hiding that hungover lion after a wild party from the day before under a shit tone of skincare and make up and taking at least 3 pills against his headache, just to look presentable for his first day as a CEO’s assistant.

“Good morning! Oh that style looks different from the drunk party-monster I met yesterday.”

A very amused voice said, which may or may not be the voice of the guy he made out with in a club, yesterday, until one AM