The next morning, Viper woke up with a splitting headache. He grumbled in pain as he held his head which seemed to want to fall off if he didn't. Walking towards the mirror, he looked at himself, finding out that he was still wearing the same clothes he was wearing the previous day which he forgot to take off before going into slumber.
In the middle of checking his unkempt self out, he heard a knock on the door. Before he could ask the person to come in, they already did.
Felicia walked inside the room, carrying a tray with a bowl of hangover soup in it. For a moment, Viper thought he was looking at Erika but he immediately shook his head to remember that it was Felicia who had Erika's face.
"Good morning boss," Felicia greeted with the widest smile that exposed her pearly white teeth but it only turned Viper's mood sour. "Look, I brought you some hangover soup," she announced.
