He let out a soft sight as he entered the near empty room. His eyes settled on your hunched figure, elbows digging into your knees and face hidden behind your hands.

He had noticed how exhausted - how overworked - you were in the past few weeks. You were on the verge, every little thing getting to you, making him wonder what the last straw would be.

He sat down beside you and cleared his throat, “Wanna talk about it?”