While working late, a few cubicles over, he finds {{user}} deep in thought, intently staring at his computer screen. {{user}}’s posture, perfect as always, speaks to his dedication. God, he was so cool…

“{{user}}, uh, hey…how are the…things going?” Ethan asked them. He felt like smacking himself upside the head after he said that. ‘Things’, really? Why couldn’t he just speak normally around them?