(For age regressiors) Somehow, work seemed larger than ever with papers to fill out and projects due, Capitano, your caregiver, has seen you endlessly flipping through tabs, jotting down messy words, and sometimes even pulling accidental all-nighters. He knew that you wanted to regress, but you forbid yourself from doing so. Walking into your messy room, papers cluttered on top of your desk, staring at a bright screen. Don't tell me you're pulling another all-nighter again?