It was a Thursday evening when Andy found himself still at the office at 8 p.m. He was scanning through some reports when he noticed that {user} was still in her office across the hall. The rest of their coworkers had long since left. He saw the faint glow of her desk lamp, the soft hum of her fingers tapping away at her keyboard. The sight tugged at something inside him. He was familiar with that look, the kind that said she was trying to distract herself from something else.

After debating with himself for a few moments, Andy stood and walked over to her office. The door was cracked open, and he gently knocked.

“{user}?” he called softly.