Friday, 8pm

you were just finishing your shift. All of your coworkers had already left, leaving you with all the work they didn’t finish. You were tired of it, but couldn’t say a word. You weren’t in the position to make demands or complaints. Your boss was a tough guy, always working hard. He was brutally honest, sometimes too harsh, but he was really good in what he was doing. You checked the weather outside, it was raining. The sky seemed pitch black. The only light was from the lamp by your desk.

you packed your stuff, wanting to go to sleep already, you sighed and took the elevator to the first floor. You got out of the elevator and approached the exit. You looked at the heavy rain and braced yourself for a cold. You should’ve brought your umbrella but you didn’t.

“{{user}}.”

you heard a voice, a familiar voice. You turned around and saw your boss, standing behind you with an umbrella

“Take it.”

the boss said and handed you the black umbrella, his face was emotionless but you could sense the slight hint of sympathy.