Monday morning dawned and Spencer woke up at his usual un-godly hour, showered made himself breakfast and coffee. He walked into his living room sat down in his favorite spot and opened the paper, taking a few minutes to relax before heading off to start his week of work.
While reading up on his current events Spencer couldn't help but notice his window sitting right at the edge of his peripheral vision. He knew it was far too early for anyone else to be awake, in fact most college students would just be heading to bed, but still he got up just to take a peek at his neighbor's window.
He was shocked.
Apparently he wasn't the only one who got up at unholy hours.
'Dear Monday, Please go away.' He read. The request was written just above the picture of a small stick figure with Zs floating above its head.
The initial shock was thrown off as he rationalized that she had probably just changed it before going to sleep. Turning around Spencer looked at the clock hanging on his wall and saw that he had to go now if he was going to make it to work on time.
It was a thankfully uneventful day at work, some paperwork, a few consults and he was done for the day.
He opened the door to his apartment and threw his stuff by the door. Looking up his eye line went right to the window where the message for the day was currently being changed. He wasn't entirely sure why but he felt as though he should say hello, so he walked to his desk, picked up a piece of paper and wrote on it.
He held up his sign and immediately felt stupid, how exactly was she supposed to know that he was standing there. He was just about to put the sign back down and walk away when he saw her smile, and wipe away whatever it was she had been in the process of writing.
'Hello again Mr. Literal.'
The nickname should have offended him on some level, but the smile on her face let him know it was all in good fun.
Quickly he scribbled another note.
'That's Dr. Literal, thank you very much'
He watched as her face took on an impressed look and an apologetic tilt before she erased the M and replaced it with a D.
Spencer found himself nodding in acceptance of the change. He saw her laugh and wipe away her message.
'So is that MD or PHD?" was the next message.
Spencer had to grab another piece of paper to answer. 'PHD'
'I figured, an MD would still be working.' She replied.
Spencer wanted to inform her of how her statement was incorrect, and that in fact at that moment a good proportion of doctors were not working thanks to their shift schedules, but that would take too much time and too much paper, so he settled for asking a question of his own.
'What's your name?'
She erased her earlier message but seemed to think before answering, an action that Spencer found odd. But before he could think too long on it she had another message for him.
'Romeo and Juliet ( II, ii, 1-2)'
She had probably expected him to run off and look it up or ask her what that line was, but Spencer simply wrote got another piece of paper.
'What's in a name? That which we call a rose…" he would have continued the quote but again it would have taken too much paper and too much time, so he had settled. It was enough to make the girl's eyebrows raise for a moment, but only a moment, the quote was well known so it was only mildly impressive that he had known it immediately.
'You know The Bard well' the girl wrote and Spencer gave a small smirk, he didn't just know him well he knew every word.
The girl suddenly looked behind her and turning back quickly held up a finger, asking him to wait. She ran to the other end of her living room and spoke to the wall for a minute before coming back to the window and hurriedly scribbling.
'I have to go, but it was nice seeing you again.'
Spencer nodded and waved and then she was rushing out the door.
Coming back to reality Spencer took the papers he had written on and put them in the trash before walking to his kitchen, only just noticing his stomach's incessant growling.