You start to pack up your bag for the day when you hear footsteps behind you.
Turning around, Cheryl, Tom, Grace, and another co-worker, Kevin, are all huddle in the cubicle. Grace says that they’re all going out for a drink, and they wanted to know if you wanted to go.
Kevin jokingly says he’ll make you regardless, and part of you feels like it’s not a joke. Kevin can be intimidating.
You ponder going out. Drinking never seems to go well for you; it just makes you think more about how miserable you seem to be all the time. Still, when will this opportunity come up again?
You tell your co-workers you’re going.