The Son

"Are you bringing that to work on your first day?" Rhine looked at her best friend weirdly as she poured her hangover concoction to a small thermos. 

It was monday morning and Fate's first day at her new job. Rhine came in really early to make sure that Fate doesn't get late, which is really just an excuse. After all, Fate never gets late for work. She takes overtime a lot, but never ever gets late to work.

"No, silly." Fate rolled her eyes. "My new boss asked me to bring it for his son. Apparently, he just came back from abroad yesterday and he guessed that he'd been out clubbing last night. Lisa told him I may have something for his hangover, and so here I am."

"Huh... you hadn't even clocked in for the day and he's already making you run errands?" Rhine made a face. "Slave driver alert. Wee-woo~ wee-woo~"

"Don't be ridiculous." Fate snickered at the silly noises her friend is making. "He's just concerned with his son. And I heard that he'