so, this idea just popped into my head... I DON'T KNOW HOW, WHY OR WHEN REALLY, IT JUST KINDA, HAPPENED, KIND OF LIKE EMILY AND SPENCER IN THIS STORY, SO, MY DEAR FANS... ENJOY!
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Emily Prentiss was sitting at the bar with Reid. They had been drinking a lot of tequila shots.
"Soo, Sspencer," Emily slurred, "Whaat'ss it going to take to geet you to take mee home?"
"Noo, waay," he slurred back, shaking his head. "Ii'm not haaving drrunkeen seex with mmy coo-woorkeer."
She grabbed the collar of his shirt and leaned closer, "come on, Sspencer," she begged, "take mee home tonight," she kissed him.
When they finally pulled back he said, "Leet's goo."
She smiled, grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the club.
She woke up the next morning, with a splitting hangover and she wondered why and how she got naked. Until she sat up and looked over her naked co-worker.
"Oh, my god!" she squeaked.
Spencer sat up, "What the- oh shit!" He said, looking around at his surroundings.
"Uh, we had drunken sex last night," She repeated to herself. She was trying to take it all in.
"Well, let's get up, get dressed and then we'll talk," He asked.
She nodded, got up, wrapping the sheet around herself and walked into her bathroom.
After they both got dressed they sat on her couch- well, he sat on the couch and she sat in the arm chair next to it.
"So…"she began nervously.
"So…" he repeated.
"Let's agree right now to agree not to speak of this again?" she asked.
"Good idea," he stood up and headed to the door.
"So, I'll see you Monday?"
"Yeah," he walked out the door.
so... what'd y'all think? PLZ, PLZ, PLZ REVIEW! I NEED YOU TO REVIEW!