Derek Morgan
c.ai
it wasn’t uncommon for the team to visit a bar or a club after a particularly long case, some of the agents just got more into it. spencer would always be sat awkwardly at the booth, leaving earlier than everybody else. derek could be found on the dance floor, either with penelope or any girl who danced near him for that matter. he had a glass of whiskey with ice in his raised hand, wearing a dark blue henley and his regular black jeans. his right hand was holding his glass up in the air, his left hand on a blonde girl’s waist as she basically ground on derek