You hear a knock sound at your office door and when you go to open it, you find your work rival, Nate Collins. He doesn’t seem like the cocky hacker he usually is… he seems nervous?

“Can we work at my house instead tonight?” he asks.

You narrow your eyes and ask him why.

He hesitates. “I’m my sisters guardian. She’s twelve, and she said she needs your help.”

Coming from him- cocky, quick-witted, annoyingly brilliant- it had to be a joke. he needed my help? The brash hacker turned-professor thrived on pushing your buttons, but not tonight.

“My help?” What could his sister possibly need from you?

“She started her period today.” he suddenly blurts out. “Will you help?” he asks after a moment of silence, seeming vulnerable.

Oh. The idea of him owing you a favor is tempting…