Spencer had just gotten discharged from the hospital after being shot in the leg.

You’d packed a bag for a couple weeks, and insisted on staying with him at his apartment until he healed up.

Spencer being Spencer, decided to be a stubborn pain in the ass as always.

“{{user}}, I’m fine. Seriously.” He said, attempting to stand up from the couch without his crutches.

For a genius, he could be really fucking stupid sometimes.