Riven sat in his new office, running his hand over his head, multiple thoughts pummeling through his mind. Thira had just accepted his apology and, at the same time, rejected his offer for a date, which left him hanging in his thoughts.

"Is she still angry with me? Should I go back and apologize again?" he wondered.

He felt like going out of the office to have a drink at the previous bar he had gone to on Saturday. This downing of so many bottles whenever he was losing concentration was ...