Within a small office of Michael he found himself high lighting sentences that are of importance. His bright hazel eyes watched as the neon yellow color brightened specific sentences. He sighed and threw the high lighter on the table letting it mark his desk. The high lighter rolled towards a picture of him and his wife, Annalise. In the picture Michael had his arm around Annalise, the background was a beach in California, where they went on their honeymoon. Michael rested his cheek on his palm picking up the picture. The wooden frame with their names engraved on the bottom right corner. His thumb pressed against the engraved names. He stared at the picture a little bit more before returning back to work. He didn't understand why he wasn't satisfied with his relationship with Annalise. They married a year ago, things were great, but then things started to become rather platonic. It seemed like Michael was no longer interested in the young woman. But luckily for him, he was able to hide that fact from her. He placed the picture back beside his desktop neatly angling it to where he can see it. He picked up the high lighter and high lighted two or three more paragraphs before becoming overly frustrated with his relationship. Michael stood up from his mobile chair and walked around the office space he had, pacing around. As he paced around he would notice from the corner of his eye, people stopping and staring at the man, which he would ignore. He stopped before he attracted anymore attention or anymore rumors. He stepped outside his office and walked around. He watched as people worked on their computers, papers, or gathered around in a group speaking about the latest gossip. He pushed his hands inside his pants pockets walking a bit more further. He stopped himself and found himself in front of Luis's office. The man knocked on the door and walked inside. Michael sat himself down in a chair looking at Luis. "What do I do Luis?" He asked looking up at the ceiling. Michael would always come to Luis for marital advice, since Michael would always hear his female co-workers just yelling at him for being a bad husband. He looked at Luis and raised his brow. "Any ideas? I've already tried to strike up a conversation but she only talks about stuff I dunno about." He complained.