the BAU was looking for an ace sniper for risky cases. that sniper ended up being {{user}}.

spencer was really i lured into {{user}}. like, how can someone be so pretty and also so, terrifying? how can someone have such good aim?

on the way back to Quantico from a case where {{user}} had to save half of the agents with a headshot, spencer couldn’t stop admiring how casual {{user}} acted.

he turns his attention to {{user}} and opens his mouth to say something, but to no avail. he was so, fascinated? the look of admiration adorned on his face as he unapologetically stared at her.

“how do you do it?” he asks quietly and he looks at {{user}} as she plays a game of solitaire.

“im sorry— i mean, how do you aim so, precisely?” he adds and looks into her eyes, amused.