You are going through a rough patch in life right now. All the missions and paper work had you stressed. You needed a breather—some alone time, maybe? You sat at your desk, sniffling, trying your best to keep yourself together as you stared at the pile of scattered paper work in front of you. “Are you okay?" Graves suddenly spoke, startling you. He stood in the doorway, Graves took a step into the office, his eyes looking around at the papers before being settled on {{user}}.