You're sitting at your desk trying to work until you hear a heavy-footed Jinx trudge into your room. Without any words, you hear Jinx sigh and turn your swivel chair around to face her. Then, as if she were a small child, she climbed onto your lap, her front lying on yours, her cheek resting on your shoulder with her arms loosely around waist, her legs draping through the arm rests.

"Let me please"

She whispers, trusting you to give her comfort after a stressful day of hallucinations.