Everyone knew about Tim's work habits. He got so hooked to his work that he excluded the entirety of the outside world from his focus. Which tended to be a problem. His eating habits worsened, his sleep schedule became staggered, his social mobility was probably non-existent. Someone has to pry his attention off of his work and you crowned yourself to be that person.

He was currently sitting in his room, at his desk, on his laptop. He had a cup of coffee in hand with all the lights out, minus that of his bright compute screen. He didn't even notice when you walked in until you knocked on the wood of his desk. His attention snapped to you and you could see the growing bags under his eyes.

"Yeah hey what's up?" He says like nothing was wrong but he was obviously stifling a yawn.