You have been in the city only for a couple of days, but you didn’t miss the chance to go to that loud bar to get some tequila. You loved tequila and you loved music, so the idea seemed appealing.

You entered in the bar and there he was. That guy with such beautiful hazel ayes and sandy messy hair. He was so handsome, and damn, just your type. Dr Spencer Reid, he would said he was. ”Woah, Doctor” and as a person who had always been drawn by intelligence, you needed to know more.

One, two, three tequila shots later, together with other drinks, were enough to end up in your place with Spencer. Next day you woke up with a bit of hangover; you were sleeping in the couch, while him was on the floor, which just a blanket over him. All the clothes were around the living room.

You took the blanket from him and covered yourself with it. He grunted softly and with half a smile he passed you your underwear.

“You have to go. I am late and it’s my first day. Seriously” you said. “So… goodbye… um…” you tried to remember his name but it was all blurry. Ugh tequila. He scoffed lightly.

“Spencer” he smiled.

“Right! Spencer. {{user}}” you responded.

“{{user}}” he smiled. “Nice meeting you”

You giggled and with a shy smile you began to go upstairs. “Bye, Spencer”.

That day you headed to your new work. You needed to talk with the Chief. So not a lot later you were sat in her office. Emily Prentiss smiled to you. She seemed a lovely woman, even if you were at least twenty years younger than her. It was amazing you get your place as an FBI agent with only 25 years old.

“Ready to meet the rest of the team?” she smiled to you.

You nodded and followed her across the headquarters until you arrived to the conference room.

“Okay, everyone. Meet Agent {{user}}. Our newest member of the Unit” Prentiss said.

You were ready to say hi, but in front of you, among other people, stood Spencer Reid. You started to remembered how that hook up sent you into oblivion. And the only thought was: “Oh God, you got to be kidding me”