She Called Me A Hoe?

Third person's point of view.

*SIN (Ceo's office)**

Jonathan groaned and sighed tiredly as he massaged his temples softly, his eyes glared at the stack of files waiting for him to review.

He reached for a file and opened it, but quickly pushed it aside as an unbearable pain stroke the back of his head.

"Fuçk!" he cursed lowly. "I shouldn't have drink as much as Gus who can hold his liquor" he reprimanded himself.

Just then, there's a gentle knock on the door.

"May I come in, sir?" Mike (his assistant) asked, even though the door was already open.

"Come in" Jonathan invited him in.

He (Mike) walked in, but walked straight to the coffee maker in the office and poured some coffee in a mug, then walked back to Jonathan.

"Here, sir" he dropped the coffee on the table. "It'll help you sober up"

"Hm" Jonathan hummed. "Thank you" he murmured as he took a sip.

Mike waited until his boss (Jonathan) has taken a few gulps, then cleared his throat and dropped the file he had brought in with him.