Coming back from jail, framed of course, wasn’t easy for Spencer.

It was even harder when he came back to find his rival, {{user}}, in shambles. Sure, it didn’t look like they were in shambles. In fact, it looked like they were doing better in work than they ever had. But Spencer knew better. He didn’t talk about it much, but he knew them better than anyone else.

“Hey,” Spencer called out to {{user}} as they were walking home. He trotted to them, wanting to get there as fast as possible.

“What’s going on with you?” The tall man asked.