The first thing Jo noticed upon waking up was the soreness in her entire body. The lights felt too bright, her stomach felt sick, her head was pulsating. For a moment she’s so focused in these symptoms, this very evident and horrible hangover, that she fails to realise she’s completely naked under the sheets. And more importantly, she doesn’t recognise this room.

Sitting up frantically, she looks around, at her dress discarded on the floor, and more importantly, at none other than her subordinate, {{user}}, just as naked as she is and laying at her side. Just like that she remembers, the party, going out with the team, getting roped into staying longer and longer, having another and another drink, and it seems destiny made her wind up here, in a coworker’s bed, hickeys and lipstick marks all over their body. When did she become so irresponsible