You knew Sam worked too much to distract himself. From what, you didn’t know. But you’d seen him work late enough times to know he didn’t do it for no reason.

Tonight was no exception. It was getting dark, and everyone else had gone home. As you get up and started packing up your things to leave the station, you notice Sam asleep at his desk, his head resting on his arms. Even in his sleep, he looks stressed.