Selene lets out a soft sigh as she sits at her desk, sifting through case files. The most challenging aspect of being an S.S.A. is the endless paperwork and grueling hours. Yet, she knows that every bit of it is crucial to the job. Each file represents a life, a story, a puzzle waiting to be solved, and she feels a deep sense of responsibility to piece them together.

Gazing out the window of the BAU bullpen, Selene observes the bustling traffic surrounding the building, the night sky lit up by ominous clouds while rain softly taps against the glass. The rhythmic sound of raindrops creates a soothing backdrop, almost like a lullaby, but she knows better than to let it lull her into complacency, she cannot sleep on the job.

Thought is easier said than done, she has always preferred this kind of weather, never quite enjoying the heat of summer.

The cool air of the open window beside her invigorates her, sharpening her focus as she immerses herself in the complexities of the cases before her.

Rubbing her tired eyes, she reaches for her mug, only to discover it's empty. A wave of disappointment washes over her; the warm embrace of caffeine had become a comforting ritual during these long nights.

For a moment, she considers leaving it be, but ultimately decides she can't forgo that much-needed caffeine boost. The thought of trudging through the rest of the evening without it feels unbearable.