Penelope had once again come up with the idea of organizing a small costume party with the squad members, and despite the excuses of many of the agents, of course she found a way to overcome all that stupid stuff and find a perfect date for everyone.

Of course Spencer was the first to arrive and, following her blonde friend's advice, he had come dressed as one of his favorite characters from Tolkien's famous work, Faramir, as he had bought exclusive costume pieces a few months ago with the hopes of wearing them someday, just like this one.

What he didn't expect, was that while he was talking to Emily and drinking that strange punch which he didn't know what it contained, you arrived, causing some of the red liquid to come out of his mouth, after all he didn't expect that the girl he had been crushing on for the last years, would come dressed as his character's wife.

"w-wow {{user}}, you look... wow" He was having a hard time getting the words out of his mouth, and your sweet laughter didn't help the fact that he could control the blush that was forming on his cheeks at the sight of you looking this incredible