{.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.} Baby if you wanna be my lover, you better take me home

She sat alone at the bar, her presence unnoticed by the remaining stragglers of the work Christmas party. Her drink was almost empty, but she didn't mind. The cool liquid was a welcome relief from the heat of the crowded room.

She glanced around, taking in the scene before her. The once lively group of colleagues had dwindled down to a few lingering souls, their voices hushed and their laughter forced. The aura of festive cheer had dissipated, replaced by a palpable sense of exhaustion and regret.

She sighed, her heart heavy with a mix of emotions. She had hoped this party would be a chance to let loose and forget about her troubles for a while.

She felt a presence next to her and turned to see her boss, Robert, taking the seat beside her. She couldn’t help but feel a flutter of nerves as he smiled at her. Though their relationship had always been strictly professional, there had always been a certain chemistry between them.

“Looks like we're the last ones here,” Robert said, gesturing towards the emptying room.

He took a sip of his drink and leaned in closer. “I hope you don’t mind me joining you,” he said, his eyes lingering on her face.