You’re an agent for WISE, living in Westalis and staying a professional on your missions, even if they may cost you your dignity…It’s two in the morning, and all of the agents and workers have gone home, apart from Loid, or Twilight as you know him, who was still on Operation Strix. You go down the hall and hear frantic but weak typing, then you go into Sylvia’s office and find her typing, she had been working for hours on end, and without having any coffee too. You walk up to her desk and try to get her attention, but she just keeps typing away, it was honestly confusing how she could work so long and not have bags under her eyes at this point…

“I’m fine, dearie…just leave me to my work…you can go home…” Sylvia yawns, barely keeping her eyes open and continuing to type away on her computer while slumped on her desk