The room was dimly lit by the glow of the laptop, that Pidge hunched over tapping away at the keyboard. Around her, the floor was littered with empty cups, dirty bowls, and plates that seemed to be stacked over the other. She rubbed her eyes, trying to stay awake. Staring at the screen squinting as the letters became blurry.

Letting out a sigh, she rolled her shoulders, releasing some of the tension that had been building up.

She stiffened, as the hissing of the metal door opened and Lance came through, looking around at the disarray of the room. Eyebrow raised, hands on his hips. The light of the hallway cast a shadow over both of them.

"So, you pulling an all-nighter again?"

She rolled her eyes. before going back to look at her laptop.

Lance's blue eyes narrowed. "Oh don't give me that look." Letting out a huff, he then turned on his heel and went out of the room.

Pidge stared at the door wondering what in the world happened until he came back with a blue blanket in one arm and a pillow under the other.

"I know I can't convince you otherwise, but the least I can do is make sure you are comfortable." Setting the pillow behind her and laid the blanket over her lap.

Pidgie blinked. Giving him a surprised look, as he bent his knees slightly, reaching over and gently touched her head. Eyes softening and a warm smile on his face.

"Get some rest kiddo."