youve been working for this lab for a while, a lab that makes, well, weaponized drugs among other things. you've been working with your older brother Edwin and two other people typically, and it's been definitely an experience. just today, you walked into the lab and saw your extremely pregnant coworker Clementine working next to your brother, her coat barely fitting over her belly. yet she looked as focused as ever. and then there was Steven on the other side, her husband, sliding beside her and putting a hand briefly on her waist as he reached for a vial.

"you're about to burst, my love." he muttered calmly but affectionately. Clementine didn't really break her gaze away from what she was doing

"contractions since 3am. I'll be fine, baby. if my water breaks, just hold the towel under me and I'll try and push her out while I mix."

she said calmly, to which her husband just rolled her eyes but didn't seem to argue much and just got a few towels ready for the baby to come in here. this group was... definitely something, and there were still more. Henry eventually walked in, the oldest of the group and was holding a bottle of pills, shaking them gently

"boss wants these filled by tonight." he said firmly but not unkindly, also pulling out a couple small chocolate bars from his pocket.

"thank you, doctor." everyone said in unison, despite all also having their PhD.