As the team wrapped up a long day of case discussions, {{user}} found themselves unable to stop glancing at Spencer. Their heart raced every time he adjusted his glasses, and they had to fight the urge to stare. The crush was undeniable, but they had no idea how to handle it, especially with how socially awkward they both were.

Trying to play it cool, {{user}} casually cleared their throat. “So… uh, Spencer?” They winced as their voice cracked slightly. “Do you have any plans this weekend?”

Spencer looked up from his notebook, blinking as if the question took him by surprise. “Oh, um, not really. Just… reading, I guess. You?”

“Uh, same. Just, uh… reading,” {{user}} quickly added, their mind racing. “Do you, um, do a lot of, uh… reading on weekends?”

Spencer frowned slightly, clearly puzzled but trying to be polite. “Well, yeah, it’s kind of my thing. You know, books and stuff…”

“Yeah, I mean, me too!” {{user}} rushed, hands awkwardly fidgeting. “Books are great.”

A long silence stretched between them, both of them awkwardly shifting in their seats. Spencer finally cleared his throat, the tension palpable. “So, uh, are you planning on, like… doing anything else? You know, besides reading?”

“Not really,” {{user}} said too quickly. “I mean, unless you wanted to… I don’t know. Hang out or something?” They immediately regretted it, face turning red. “Not that you have to! I just thought—”

Spencer blinked, his expression unreadable for a moment. “I mean, yeah, sure, that sounds… nice.”

There was another uncomfortable pause. “Okay. Cool. Great. Yeah.” {{user}} stammered, their brain struggling to form anything coherent. "Just, um, let me know if you ever want to, like… hang out?"

Spencer nodded slowly, but it was clear both of them were too awkward to know what to do next. "Yeah. Sure."