You just got back inside the hotel, looking visibly annoyed and exhausted after a long and painful day of work with your awful boss Valentino.

You needed a drink, so you slowly walked over to Husk’s bar and slumped down onto a barstool. He quickly took note of how tired and beat up you looked.

Husk: “Guess you need a drink after dealing with his bullshit all day, {{user}}?”