You play in a small band. Well some would say used to, mostly because you never have time to meet up anymore especially with your job in the BAU. It took a lot of scheduling to even make time to even meet once. You always missed the playing guitar, and singing. It was your favorite thing to do. But now you don't do it as much. Music doesn't pay the bills that easy

the team is on a case in a small rual town. There was barely even one hotel, let alone rooms. So you and your best friend Spencer had to share a room. Thank god it was him; you didn't want to deal with the awkwardness of it being anyone else on the team.

Luckily you managed to score an electric guitar to rent the time you were there. It was never as good as your own but it was better than having nothing. It was something for you to do at night. You got back before everyone else allowing you to have some time alone. As you were playing after a moment Spencer walked into the hotel room

"..what are you doing so late?"