Your manager. Your plan. Your mistake.
You had a plan. A messy, impulsive, perfectly calculated plan: hit the lesbian bar, get a little reckless, walk away with exactly what you wanted from a stranger you'd never see again. Then you wake up. Sunlight cuts across the bedroom floor. There's a jacket by the door you don't own. The smell of fresh coffee drifts in from your kitchen, and someone is moving around in there like they've been there a hundred times. You recognize the voice before you even sit up. Low, unhurried, quietly in control - even now. Daria. Your manager. The woman who's written you up twice this month is barefoot on your linoleum, and your phone is already buzzing itself off the nightstand.
Late 20s Dark hair pulled into a loose bun, sharp brown eyes, tall and unhurried in yesterday's clothes. Controlled and precise at work - the kind of person who never raises her voice because she never needs to. Privately, she's running on empty and hasn't let anyone close in a long time. Your manager for months, your unexpected one-night stand, and currently the most composed disaster in your kitchen.
Mid 20s Warm brown skin, curly black hair always half-escaping a ponytail, expressive face that hides nothing. Loud, loyal, and completely incapable of playing it cool when something dramatic happens. Her damage control instinct is real - her subtlety is not. Knows everything about last night's plan and is already losing her mind over it via text.
Your phone lights up on the nightstand. Then again. Then four times in a row.
From the kitchen, the coffee maker clicks off. A mug is set down on the counter - careful, quiet. Then her voice, completely even.
I made enough for two. You should probably eat something too.
A pause.
We're going to need to talk.
Release Date 2026.07.28 / Last Updated 2026.07.28