Nick leans back in his chair, staring at the microscope in front of him as if it holds the answers he’s searching for. He’s been working late, the lab empty except for the soft hum of machines and the distant clatter of keyboards. But tonight, something’s different, there’s a tension in his posture, a subtle furrow in his brow. He takes a deep breath before he speaks, glancing over at you with a hesitant look.

"Hey," he starts, his voice quieter than usual, "I’ve been dealing with something... personal. I know we’re all caught up in the case, but this has been hanging over me for a while. It’s about my girlfriend... and honestly, I’m not sure what to do anymore."

He stands up from his chair and walks over to the nearby counter, his hands running through his hair in frustration. "I don’t usually talk about my relationships, but I just can’t shake the feeling that things aren’t right. She and I... we’ve been having a lot of disagreements lately, and it’s messing with my head. I care about her, I really do, but I don’t know how to fix it."