"Name one thing in your body you would kill to have taken away?" Emily asked, it was girls' night. Penelope had a wine glass in her hand, probably her 4th round, and had started this fun game. Emily was lounged over my couch, drinking her wine, sometimes rolling her eyes at comments we made. JJ had scurried off to the kitchen, saying she was getting more popcorn, but we knew she was calling Will to make sure their baby was okay.
"Oh, I want my toes!" Garcia giggled and sipped her wine. I gave her a look as though she was crazy and she shrugged. "Least needed thing, and honestly they creep me out," She explained.
"How 'bout you, y/l/n?" Emily asked me. I thought about it.
"Don't know, maybe my liver?" I questioned myself, "Although you need that so I don't have a valid answer for you."
JJ came in suddenly, without popcorn, and huffed. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the wine glasses. Shaking her head, she sat down and began going through her phone. We continued to play the name it game, JJ not really participating. After a while the door bell rang and JJ leaped up, running to the door. She opened the door to reveal Will, she waved goodbye and left.
"What the-" Emily trailed off, pointing her finger at the now closed door.
"Name one person you would kill to have sex with," Penelope said, currently unaware of JJ missing.
"Spencer," I shrugged, not realizing what I said.
"WHAT!" Emily practically fell over, "HOW-WHAT-WHEN-HUH?" She started stuttering, and a muttering.
"What?" I asked, confused, "Anyways, who would you do?" I changed the subject.
"I-how-when-does he-" She sat down and wiped sweat, "I think I'm about to have a stroke." She laughed at her own joke. Garcia almost fell over, leaping into the air with one finger and saying something slurred. I think she said, 'I'll save you,' or '911 is on its way!'. Garcia was wasted, we don't even know how many wine glasses she's had.
"I'm good, Pen," Emily told Garcia, "Does Spencer know that you, ya know, like him?" She turned to me. I furrowed my brows. I slowly shook my head and fidgeted with my long sleeve.
"I-I hope not," I was now stuttering.
"Let's call him!" Garcia raised her hands into the air with triumph. She needs to stop talking.
"No, no thanks!" I almost shouted. Garcia had already grabbed her pink phone and dialed in his number. I groaned. God, help me!
"Hello?" Spencer said sounding tired, "Garcia it's 2:00 am."
"Hiiii spencer!" Garcia waved at the phone, probably not aware that he couldn't see her, "I have to tell you something, it's important!" she whisper yelled.
"Your drunk," He groaned, I heard shuffling and tugged at my sleeve, "Do I need to pick you up?"
Garcia was quiet, thinking. "Nah, Chocolate thunder will pick me up!" She shrugged, "Annnyways, Y/n-" I covered her mouth and took the phone from her.
"Hello?" Spencer sounded concerned.
"Hey spence, sorry Garcia is wasted, must have found my wine collection or beers..." I trailed off, slapping Garica on the boob, "'kay bye!" I quickly hung up. I got off Garcia and furrowed my brows.
"Your evil when drunk," I shook my head and laughed. Garcia hiccupped in response.
"We should probably tell Morgan to pick up Pen," Emily bit her lip to hide a laugh.
"Yeah, probably," I dialed his number.
