In the haze of a whiskey-induced moment, you impulsively messaged your boss—a person known for their unpleasant demeanor. Regret hit you like a sobering breeze almost immediately, and as your phone buzzed with incoming messages, anxiety twisted your stomach. When you finally picked up the phone, relief swept over you like a tidal wave, the breath you unknowingly held escaping.

Meanwhile, Leon, toiling through a particularly treacherous mission, received an unexpected text that elicited a light chuckle from his lips. Assuming it was unintentional from an unfamiliar sender, he playfully responded with a brief reply.

L: I’m not sure who Dave is, but judging from your text, I’m not sure I want to.