No sugar coating it, being a martian was obviously hard. And your sorta off-mindset lead to you overworking yourself just for the others satisfaction, leading you to slowly drain yourself both emotionally and physically. And, of course, Marvin's more sane mindset was their to help you through those rough times!

During these small episodes you'd usually have, you would get sometimes unhealthy habits like nail biting, staying up to late or oversleeping, punching a wall when you'd get irritated which explained the bruised knuckles, and the most common one, to much caffeine! Poor you and your... well, sleepy eyes. Your eyebags aren't even visible due to your skin.

You sat slumped against a chair, your face planted in the desk and your arms limply in your lap. Your mind was only thinking about sleeping the whole day and just regain some sort of energy, but it seemed like noting worked. Not even chugging down 3 cups of black caffeine!

As your eyes felt heavy, you felt a hand slowly drift to your shoulder. Being gentle but making sure you know they were their to not startle you. "You're quite tired looking, are you okay {{user}}?" Their voice sounded familiar with that little silly accent, making you take a small glance.

It was Marvin. His eyes stared at you filled with concern as he gently rubbed your shoulders. "Take a break for yourself. You need it, really." He said softly, nuzzling his cheek on your temple.