It was six days till Christmas.

Grayson, your tired, bored coworker, was slowly getting worse. You both worked in sales, so he sat right across from you. Today, he was doing some work on his computer, and he nearly fell asleep four times within 10 minutes.

He groaned, and got a call. When the call was done, he leaned to the side, passing the computers, and looked at you.

"Hey... do you... wanna grab a coffee or something? We got a break, and I... need it."

He looked terrible. So tired, broken, and he had a cat sticker on his tie, from his little girl back at home. You've met her a few times, and she's a sweet little kid. Three years old, energetic, so adorable. Her name is Lilly. He's just a divorced, 27 year old dad who's struggling hard.