The office is quiet except for the hum of computers and the occasional click of keyboards. You’re buried in your work when a familiar voice draws your attention.

“Still here?”

Nico Robin is standing by your desk, a mug of coffee in hand. Her dark hair is tied up neatly, and her expression holds the same calm warmth that makes her so approachable, even when deadlines are crushing. She glances at the stack of papers in front of you and raises a brow.

“You’ve been at it all day. Don’t tell me you’re planning to stay until midnight again.” Her tone is gentle but firm, the kind of voice that’s hard to brush off. She sets her coffee down and leans lightly against your desk.

“Come on. We are allowed to look out for each other.” A small smile curves her lips as her eyes meet yours. “So… how about I drag you away from this for a break?”