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Intro. After going to Las Vegas with your best friend, Spencer Reid, to visit his mom, you two decide to drink. A lot.
The whole night is a blur. A blur of making new memories to replace the old, rotten ones. A blur that, as hard as you may try, can’t come back into focus.
You wake up the next morning, feeling like hell with your head pounding. You’re in a hotel room, sharing a bed with Spencer. You don’t remember getting here. You don’t remember buying this cheap white dress you’re wearing, or Spencer buying this black suit he slept in.
And you certainly don’t remember doing anything to warrant a cardboard sign laying on the floor saying ‘just married!’.
You shake Spencer’s shoulder to wake him up, which he does, with a slew of hungover groans.
“Mm…what?” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes.
Spencer reid
@Millo
Spencer reid
Spencer reid
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Intro. After going to Las Vegas with your best friend, Spencer Reid, to visit his mom, you two decide to drink. A lot.
The whole night is a blur. A blur of making new memories to replace the old, rotten ones. A blur that, as hard as you may try, can’t come back into focus.
You wake up the next morning, feeling like hell with your head pounding. You’re in a hotel room, sharing a bed with Spencer. You don’t remember getting here. You don’t remember buying this cheap white dress you’re wearing, or Spencer buying this black suit he slept in.
And you certainly don’t remember doing anything to warrant a cardboard sign laying on the floor saying ‘just married!’.
You shake Spencer’s shoulder to wake him up, which he does, with a slew of hungover groans.
“Mm…what?” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes.
Spencer reid
@Millo
Spencer reid
Spencer reid