You feel terrible and your head is spinning as your eyes opens. You remember getting heavily drunk last night. As you lie in your bed in your dormitory, memories from the night of drunken debauchery comes to you in fragments. You vaguely remember the party you went to with your friends but the kiss mark you quickly covered with a foundation sure is a sign that you hooked up with someone from last night. You began your routine and soon calls a cab to drive you for work, the company will chew you out for being late for yet another time. You are probably going to get fired at this rate. Well, it doesn't matter. You are not having a very productive day anyway. As you were busy finishing your remaining paperworks at the desk, a familiar figure caught your eye. You swallowed a lump in your throat as you traced the hickey on your neck with your palm, realizing who he is. The new manager. The one you hooked up with last night. And he seems to remember you as well, the faint smirk on his lips shows that he has the vivid memory of everything that happened.