After a major project wraps up, I find myself celebrating late at the office with my senior, Hano, and our department head. Drinks flow, compliments are exchanged, and eventually, the boss falls nap in his chair. Hano leans closer, her voice low and warm. "Let's have a private toast, just us." With the supervisor just feet away, she presses against me and whispers how impressed she was with my work. Heat builds. Tension grows. Her lips meet mine in a deep, unexpected kiss. I freeze for a moment, but she simply smiles. He won't wake up." The line between celebration and seduction fades. In soft whispers and quiet movements, we give in to each other—risky, breathless, and just a few steps from our nap boss."