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Girl's Night Out

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It was the night of your bachelorette party – you and your co-workers (and bridesmaids), Penelope, J.J., and Emily, were about to go out and go bar hopping. You were looking forward to a girl's night full of laughs, dancing, and alcohol.

You put the final touches of your make-up on in the mirror then looked at yourself – you couldn't believe you were going to get married in a week! You walked out of the bathroom and into the living room to see your soon-to-be-husband, Spencer.

After looking you up and down, his mouth gaped open. "Wow, Y/N, you look... so beautiful" he put his book down and looked at you with a dumbfounded look on his face. You smiled; you loved that after so many years together, he still got that look in his eyes when he saw you.

"Thanks, love" you smiled sweetly then looked down at your watch. "The cab is going to be here soon, I better go" you said as you gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

Spencer grabbed your hand before you went out the door. "Be safe tonight, sweetie... and make sure to call or text me when you're ready to be picked up" he gave a small smile. He was a little worried about your bachelorette party, mostly because we had dealt with cases in the past where women were abducted from their bachelorette parties. You blew him a kiss then out the door you went to pick up the girls.

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It was a few hours into bar hopping, and you were getting absolutely trashed. You were all wearing various penis shaped accessories – rings, necklaces, hats... Penelope was in charge of decorations and she went all out. People were buying you shots and drinks all night – it was the most fun you had ever had.

It was almost 3 in the morning, and you had just got done dancing with the girls. You were sitting in a booth, and for the first time all night, you were feeling tired. You looked at your phone to see a text from Spencer from two hours ago.

Just wanted to see how you were doing. I hope you're having a blast – I love you

"Awww guys, look what Spence sent me!" you slurred as you showed your text to your friends.

A collective 'awwww' came from the three of them. You smiled as you got out of your seat "I'm going to go get another round of shots!"

"Wooo!" a drunken wail came from Emily as you all giggled.

After a few minutes, you came back to the table with a handful of shots. Before you could even sit down J.J., Emily, and Penelope all started speaking at once.

"Woah, woah, woah – one at a time, what's going on?" you sat down and handed out the shots.

"Y/N, we just scrolled up on your messages a little bit and we saw... um..." J.J. tried to contain her giggles.

"What? What?!" you asked impatiently.

"We saw a naughty picture Spencer sent you!" Penelope yelled loud enough for the whole bar to hear.

"HUH?!" you snatched your phone away from them. You looked through your messages, and sure enough there it was – he had sent you one a week ago when you were at your mom's for the weekend and you were missing him.

"Who knew that was under the good doctor's pants" Emily busted out as she took a sip of her beer.

You couldn't help but join in with their laughter – normally you would have been embarrassed, but your intoxicated brain knew no embarrassment.

You all grabbed a shot and held them up in the air. "To Y/N and Spencer getting married!" J.J. shouted.

"And to Spencer's incredible penis - may Y/N be pleasured by it for the rest of her life!" Penelope bellowed then began a fit of uncontrollable laughter that rippled through you all.

After a few more rounds of shots, you were about to get to the point of no return. The girls were ready to go home, so you decided to text Spencer.

Hy Specnee I amn tierd can yuo comme get usd?

You tried to type but everything was getting out of focus – even spell check couldn't help you. You knew he would probably get the point you were trying to get across. Your phone buzzed a moment later and you looked at your phone.

I'm on my way. Be there soon

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Emily and Penelope shared a cab home and Will came and picked up J.J. - moments after they left, you saw Spencer's car pull up. You started walking to the car and stumbled – you weren't sure you had ever been this drunk. Spencer got out of the car and ran to you to steady you and help you into the car. "Are you okay?" he laughed. All you could do was give him a drunken grin and a nod, which got another laugh out of him. He shut the door behind you, then climbed into the driver's seat.

The ride home was a mess.

You, in the state you were in, were all over Spencer. You were kissing his face, nibbling at his neck, trying to unbutton his shirt... he couldn't help but laugh at the state you were in.

"Y/N, I've never seen you this... hammered" he chuckled as he tried to focus on the road.

The walk into your apartment complex was even worse than the car ride home.

He had to practically carry you inside the apartment, and the walk up the stairs was just... a struggle. You wanted to sit down when you got to each level, and trying to convince you to get up off the ground was problematic. You giggled the whole way there – Spencer couldn't help but laugh at how silly this situation was.

Finally, you got to the room and Spencer got you to lay down in bed.

"Spence," you slurred when he went to go get you a bottle of water. "Come lay with me"

He obliged and laid down with you. "Did you have fun tonight?" he chuckled as he propped his head up on his hand.

"Oh my GOSH, it was the best! I took sooo many shots... people bought us so many drinks!" you slurred. You stopped for a moment and grabbed the collar of Spencer's shirt to give him a deep, sloppy kiss.

"Did you know that we're going to get married in like... a week?!" you yelled as you pulled away. Spence threw his head back laughing and nodded. "Yeah, I think I remember something like that happening"

You threw your head back into your pillow. "I love you... sooooo much" you trailed off as your eyes started to get heavy.

"And I love you too, Y/N" Spencer smiled as he tucked you in. He set a bottle of ibuprofen on your nightstand and made sure to keep all of the blinds closed – he knew you were going to have a rough morning once you woke up.