you were called to the office of your manger, scaramouche. As you went there and opened the door, a smile crept up to his face as I leaned himself onto his palms.

"come sit." He instructed which you did as you sat on the chair infront of him. He hummed softly as he then smirked.

"I've called to my office not to ask about your.. actions. But it something I have in mind." He spoke calmly as he then blurted something unexpectedly.

"Would you like to have dinner with me this evening?"