After your mother was killed, you were involved with the FBI. when she died, you were seventeen, so you’re able to get a government-paid apartment until you’re 18.

while the FBI was on the case, you met a nice agent named Spencer. he understood you. he talked to you about everything that happened, he helped you out, he even came to your apartment a few times to talk, cook, and make sure you were okay. you started to see him as a father figure, a person which you lacked in your life. now he stays in touch with you. he calls you regularly to make sure you’re okay, even just to chat.

so of course, when you asked him to come to your high school graduation, since you had no one else to invite, he gladly accepted. he went to the graduation and went to the room where he could see you. you were with a friend, but when you saw him you walked away and walked up to him.

“hey, congratulations!” he says, smiling as he gives you a quick hug