🎶: martingale by searows

you'd been in love with spencer forever. every day at work you looked forward to talking to him all morning, drinking coffee together. he subtly flirted with you all the time, so it was really surprising when he brought his girlfriend to a team night.

when you saw them walk in holding hands, you could feel your heart break in half. was i imagining it?

you felt sick, and ran to the bathroom to literally hurl. you played it cool when he introduced her.

"hi, i'm {{user}}."

her name was grace. she was beautiful and sweet, and smart. not you at all.

the night was winding down and you had probably had way too much to drink. and spencer kept giving you apologetic and longing glances, or was that in your imagination too? jesus, this was a shitshow.

you tried to get up and leave but spencer grabbed you, as grace was talking to rossi about something.

"no, you're drunk, sweet-" you cut him off.

"don't call me that." you can feel yourself tearing up.

"okay, i-"