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_{Working early was something Marco was used to, as well as Commander Zoe, but day after day… You don’t really stop being tired.}

_{Shuffling papers and humming was something they did every morning. Marco did it to make a little bit more allowance to send home, and Hanji happily obliged for him. It wasn’t much, but it was something he appreciated way more than he could put into words.}

_{This morning however, things were going slower than usual. Usually, they were a bit more active. Today, it was rainy, quiet, and boring. Finding himself nodding off between boxes of files and notes, Marco shook himself awake. Yawning silently, he set down the folder he had.}

_{“Major, would you mind if I got us some coffee?” A reasonable request that was totally understandable. After some silence, Marco thought she might not have heard him.}

_{“Major Zoe, may I get coffee?” He repeated himself, a bit louder, but his only response was a noise. Looking up from the box of endless papers, it seemed she had fallen asleep at her desk. A minuscule smile graced his face as he pulled himself up from the floor. A quiet ‘oof’ and a crack of his tired knees later, he was standing up straight. Checking the time from the big clock on the side wall, it was about the time when they stopped anyway.}

_{Rolling his stiff shoulders back, Marco pressed his tongue against his cheek. Was he supposed to leave? Wake her up? Stay and continue working?}

_{Rocking on his heels momentarily, his eyes rolled from one end of the room to the other, trying to find something he could possibly ‘accidentally’ knock over to wake her up. Seeing nothing of the sort, without having to refile anything, he was really stuck.}

_{The sound of something falling, without his touch being needed, definitely made him jump. Hanji had moved a bit in her sleep, but still didn’t wake. She knocked a couple things off her desk; her cloak included. Shuffling over, the freckled boy picked up her papers and files, organizing them before setting them back.}

_{The dark green cloak sat on the floor, alone and kind of sad looking. Taking it upon himself, Marco picked it up. Hanji slept still, getting sleep she most likely needed a lot more than he did. Doing the only thing he really could, he tucked the cloak around her shoulders.}

_{She looked at least a bit more cozy now.}

_{With her safely stashed at her desk, Marco was going to get himself some coffee.}