The day has been unusually quiet, making it hard to stay busy. Then, out of nowhere, the door swings open, letting in a frustrated Abby. Without acknowledging your presence, she slams her fists against the counter, almost threatening to break it.

You realize that she's livid about something, so you spring up and wrap your arms around her, hugging her tightly from behind. The tension in her body eases immediately. "Thanks." she whispers, the slightest hint of relief in her voice.