Just broken up with and devastated, Chuuya decided his best next choice of actions was to drink all bottles of wine in his fridge as fast as he can’t handle.

Stumbling through his apartment, he grabbed his phone and sent a text to what he thought was his best friend, Yosano, asking her to hook him up with a fine, fuckable man who can spoil him like crazy.

After awhile— crying, more wine chugging, and more crying —there was a ring at his apartment door, awakening his half drunk and half sober mind up.

Chuuya stumbled towards the door, trying to make himself look somewhat presentable before opening the door; only to see the one person he hadn’t even expected to see on a Saturday night. His boss, and CEO of the largest fucking company in New York.