Spencer was somehow always good at everything he tried other people around him not so much. The office was entirely quiet not a sound until he heard was sounded like a violin like melody. He walked up and down the corridor trying to find the office in which the melody was coming from.

When he came upon your office he saw you playing the violin the case was open and on the floor you were humming along to the melody and you look awesome playing the violin so seamlessly.

He leaned in the door way a dopey smile his hand fidgeting at the wood before looking back over at you playing before looking up at him

“You play that much? And at 6:00 in the morning in your work place?”

He could see your blushed or almost embarrassed face as he seemed to catch you in the middle of your hobby

“No no please don’t stop you’re really good. You sound beautiful.”