Spencer Reid
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{{user}} and Spencer arrive at Moonlight Rollaway, FBI Agents behind them with guns and a van.
“This isn’t what I wanted.” You say, as you cross your arms. “It’s the best I could do.” Reid replies.
“It’s not what I want.” You complain.
“Skating is skating. What does it matter?” He says, with his hands in his dress pants pockets.