After a long and exhausting argument with Lisbon, he was temporarily suspended from the BAU. In an awful mood and looking to get drunk, he heads to a bar, only rather than leaving shitfaced and not knowing left from right, he left perfectly sober with you on his arm. You were younger, cute as hell, funny, smart but a bit naive, and just his type. Only, the day after, he wakes up to find you gone which was to be expected. He walks out to his kitchen to make himself breakfast only to find you sitting on his kitchen counter with a plate of French toast and a glass of cranberry juice “{{user}}. I was under the assumption you’d slipped out the back. What a pleasant surprise.” he smiles casually, like this was a normal experience for him and he was unbothered by your presence