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꒰🖇꒱ 𝙾𝙽𝙴: 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳𝙱𝚈𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 ♡꙼̈ ࿐ ࿔

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꒰🖇꒱ 𝙾𝙽𝙴: 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳𝙱𝚈𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 ♡꙼̈ ࿐ ࿔

[ 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚁𝚃 - 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙸𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚂 ]
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Spencer was never a party person. anyone could tell that just by looking at him. With his awkward stance and his clammy hands, anyone could tell that he didn't belong. His eyes would wander around the room and he'd occasionally take a sip of his beer while bopping his head to the music playing. Truthfully, Spencer didn't know why he was there in the first place. He hated social gatherings, especially parties. He hated the awkward conversations with people he knew he'd probably never talk to again and he hated the drunk people who's booze breath you could smell from a mile away.

And yet he still found himself in the midst of drunken teens grinding on each other like there was no tomorrow. His best friend Morgan - who decided to throw the party - had left him for some girl and who knows where the hell they are now. Jennifer was with her boyfriend and Spencer didn't want to bug them. He has no clue where the hell Emily ran off to, Penelope was with her boyfriend, and Hotch didn't even bother showing up as usual.

Maybe he only came here to forget.

Beginning to feel claustrophobic, Spencer makes his way upstairs to the balcony, his lungs desperate for fresh air. Be could hear noises from Morgan's room as he walked past and didn't even want to know what the hell he was doing in there. Walking through the halls all he felt was emptiness. Not the kind of emptiness where you feel numb, but just well, empty. He didn't feel whole.

Eventually, he made it to the balcony, ignoring the couple who gave him a dirty look for interrupting their snogging. Leaning on the rail he took a long sip of his beer - surprisingly his third for the night - and pulled his phone from his back pocket.

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[ your name ]

meet me at the park in 15 min

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Spencer bit his lower lip as he stared at the message, his thumb hovering over the call button. Absentmindedly he pressed it and listened to it ring for a few seconds before going to voicemail.

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hey, this is y/n l/n !

I can't answer the phone right now, please leave a message after the beep!

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