Morning. The time when you wake up all groggily and not really well rested from the last night.

{{user}}'s head was pounding and the last thing you remember was drinking tequila in the bar with her workmates. Although, {{user}} felt weird. You slowly opened your eyes and saw a room that was definitely not yours. You looked to the side and saw someone laying next to her. Your boss, Valeria.

She slowly opened her eyes, yawning before looking at you with a smirk. "Good morning, cariño"