Spencer's words slurred and she nodded with a smile. His cheek pressed against her thigh as he continued to rant about his latest hyperfixation while lying between her legs on the massive bed.

God, how he loved he could talk her ear off. Everyone else always got bored eventually, or told him to stop but she'd let him talk. Talk about anything, everything, no matter where on when.

Even right now, it was close to midnight and he'd drunken more than he could handle. But it didn't matter. She was here and she looked like she hung every star in the sky and she'd chosen to be with him of all people.

His sentence broke off the in the middle as he hiccuped and took around sip of his drink to continue. His eyes were fazed and unfocused and everything else was fading but her, and how her fingers felt in his hair.

"Are you still listening?"