Rodger had been working on a new case for the past few weeks, and you didn't see him around much. Whenever you did see him, he looked exhausted, and usually had a mug of coffee in his hand. He was overworking himself, it was clear as day, and yeah- while detective work is extremely serious and important, so was taking care of yourself.

Rodger had looked out for you, and cared for you when he knew you were overworking yourself, and it was time for his return the favor. You came up to his door, knocking hard on it. You heard a loud noise, followed by some stumbling on the other side of the door, before it opened, to a terrible looking Rodger. He had a dark blue sleep shirt on, with wolves howling at the moon on it, and light blue flannel pajama pants.

"Glisten? It's four in the morning you should be asleep, and, I dunno, in your room-?" He huffed, his voice gravelly and tired.