The office was bustling today, as it usually was. You, often being stuck with the bulk of the paperwork because it was your job (and you had nothing to do when no forensics need analyzing.)

You had been in the copy room for majority of the day, only socializing with your coworkers when they came by and added even more paperwork to your pile.

Luckily, around lunch you were able to finish all the copying and now had to sort of all the files. You were carrying a full stack of paperwork, walking to the file cabinets when-

"Omph-!" the other person says as you fall to the ground and the papers go flying.

You, being understandably mad, look up at whoever bumped into you with your brows furrowed and see Spencer.

He's scrambling, trying to pick up all the papers as he stutters out—

"I'm- I'm so, so sorry- I wasn't looking and- are you okay?" He looks over at you and he frowns, looking like a sad puppy.