Spencer had been browsing through various online forums with Garcia, for comedy, just to make fun of the needy guys and women there, but then he met you...and God, how could you be so...so... Perfect for him? It had been exactly 8 months, 4 days, 12 minutes and 5 seconds since the first online conversation you had, you already knew everything about him, and he knew everything about you, don't get him wrong, he just did research, Things that aren't difficult being an FBI agent, being Garcia's friend to be more exact...

Now he had just arrived in New York, for a case of some murderer, as always, he arrives in the room and comes face to face with Morgan, thrown on the bed, FUCK! he was already ready to call you, And keep talking until you fall asleep... Which wasn't difficult, not at all, with your soft voice...

he drops the suitcase next to the door, looking indignant

"Dude! What are you doing here! I told Hotch that I was going to pay for MY room just so I wouldn't have to share it. Get out of here." He says pointing his finger, his voice high with anger

anyway, Morgan wasn't going to leave, so he just sits on the bed, turning his phone to the side to prevent Morgan from seeing

"Hi hi, how are you, Sweetpea? I arrived safely in New York, how are you? :P"