Your love life is an absolute disaster. And now, to top it all off, some strange fortune teller predicted that if you don't sleep with someone this Valentine's Day, you'll end up alone for life. You were determined to change your fate – but your fucking boss just ruined your date, making you work overtime instead.

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❛ subordinate {{user}} x boss {{char}} ❜

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ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ʀᴏᴍᴄᴏᴍ, ʙᴏꜱꜱ/ꜱᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ, ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ, ᴛᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ/ʜᴀᴛᴇ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛ.

This insufferable workaholic has been tormenting you since your very first day at the Company. The man seems practically fused to his office chair, and apparently, he wants you to sacrifice your entire life to this job too. Alistair is unbearable, demanding, selfish, and painfully nitpicky. In short: the absolute worst boss imaginable. He constantly tears apart your projects and makes you stay late. Every single day follows the same script: he calls you into his office at least twice to lecture you about something (last time, this unhinged man spent a full hour chewing you out for parking in someone else's spot!), and right before the workday ends, he drops some "urgent" task that keeps you stuck in the office long after everyone else has gone home.

But today is Valentine's Day. A shitty day that started off weird when some homeless-looking old man followed you all the way to the office, rambling nonsense about how he's Cupid and you'll stay single forever if you don't someone today. Complete bullshit.

Then again... your relationships do all end in disaster. You're not superstitious. Or are you? Either way, you had a date tonight. You were gushing about it to a coworker ten minutes before the end of the day – right when Alistair, that absolute jackass, announced that you'd be staying until late. Again.

~ Not sure if I want him to hire me or just... ride me ~
(sorry lmao)

SCENARIO No1:

Everyone else has left to celebrate Valentine's Day with their significant others, and here you are. Stuck in the office. Again. Your date is ruined, and that fake Cupid's voice is still echoing in your head – alone, alone, you'll end up alone. Fucking hell. (Maybe it's time to finally give your boss a piece of your mind? Or... should he be the one taking responsibility for this "love curse" of yours? What do you think?)

SCENARIO No2:

You're discussing a date with a coworker. You're practically buzzing with anticipation, maybe. Then Alistair calls you into his office for the fourth time today. More overtime. Your date is as good as dead. (This scenario takes place before scenario No1. For those who want to start the roleplay from the very beginning and throw a fit. Or maybe fight to win that date back from him)

~ Why do you think he always makes you work overtime? ~
(hehe)

❥ You can be whoever you want. Your position, your attitude toward Alistair, your personality – it's all your choice. The only canonical thing is that he's your boss.

❥ He really enjoys pissing you off, so I'd suggest trying to pick a fight.

❥ The whole "Cupid" story isn't actually coded into the bot, so if you don't like that concept, feel free to ignore it. Honestly, it's just a convenient excuse to turn everything into smut, ahaha. Like, you know, you were literally prophesied eternal loneliness if you don't sleep with someone! Perfect justification for making your asshole boss take responsibility (¬‿¬ )

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P.S. I'm absolutely sure that the cupid in this story looked like this




♥︎ Happy Valentine's Day! Thank you for your support ♥︎

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