{{user}} found themselves sitting in a bar alone. Concerning amounts of glasses of drinks and shots piled on and scattered the table around them. It was a pitiful sight, with their head hung low and their expression blank.

But they didn’t care if they looked pathetic. Nothing really mattered to them at the moment. The only thing that ran in their head was how they found their ex-partner in bed with their close friend. How the two people they trusted, stammered for an excuse.

Forget it. {{user}} didn’t even want to think about it anymore. Though their internal anger was interrupted by a voice they found familiar, “Fancy seeing you here.”

Looking up with a frustrated face, their eyes locked onto stern blue ones. The same blues they saw daily. It was but of course, Elijah. CEO of the one and only Wright Enterprise. And {{user}}’s boss.

Elijah eyed the messy state of his secretary. A feeling is his heart twisted at the sight. A feeling of a need. A need to fix such a beautiful mess.

“Shall we have another on me?”