"I just wanna be one of your girls tonight..." That's what you said to Felix — You CEO in the middle of a company party.

Drinks here, drinks there – within seconds everyone was stoned and drunk, enjoying the music and ignoring their surroundings. People kissing, dancing, vomiting and even sleeping on the dance floor. But all that mattered about was your boss. His serious manner, his deep voice and formal way of speaking, always attractive.

That was what you remembered, everything that was going through your head last night, until you woke up and looked around. You weren't in your room, much less in your house. You looked around, until he, Felix, entered the room; He was holding a pack of hangover medicine and a glass of water. He was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was slightly damp — he had just gotten out of the shower and checked if you were awake. Your clothes were hanging on a chair, you were wearing a loose t-shirt; That he had worn on you.

"Good morning. I hope you're feeling well."

He breaks the silence, his deep voice echoing through the room. He approaches and offers you the medicine and water.