spencer’s eyes flicked to you as everybody sat around the round table, his fingers gently drumming against the table as he sat deep in thought. his thoughts always strayed in this direction, wondering why on earth you chose him over all the other people, over people like morgan. he was a mess of a man, he could barely even call himself a man. he was way too skinny, far too nerdy and annoying for somebody to really love him. he was so awkward that he couldn't even hold a genuine conversation with people that wasn't related to work or a case.