spencer wakes up in the middle of the night to his phone ringing. he rolls onto his stomach, mumbling and half asleep as he picks it up. your voice fills the line.

"hey." you whisper.

"hey, {{user}}. you're up late." he says gently. being your ex boyfriend, he was still always gentle with you: and admittedly, you still called him often.

"could you come pick me up?" you whisper back.

"of course, where are you?" he sounds a bit concerned.

"this dude's house, he's being real weird." you're clearly trying to hush.

"be there in 10."

and he is, you scramble out to his car, which he's leaning against and you hug him.