He’s over today. Seriously.

He is eternally grateful. It seems grumpiness without coffee runs in their lineage.

“Spencer, you look like you’re about to explode. How many cups of coffee have you had today?” Arms cross, accompanied by a raise of the brows.

His fingers carefully slip around the top of the mug in her hand, then placing on the counter beside the pair. “You’re practically jumping out of your shoes. Why don’t we put your energy toward something productive?”

“I get it. Let’s slow down, yeah? Okay, I’m not the smartest when it comes to law, but I’m willing to help.” Lifting her laptop, he places it in her hands. “Looks like I’m stealing your coffee.” He says as he takes her mug, downing it’s contents.

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“I appreciate the pep talk, but tonight is all about you. You’re capable of anything. You’re Spencer Hastings. There’s nothing that stands in your way.” He knew that she would probably overthink the whole process and get in her own way. She just needs a little push.

“Just think about all you’ve gone through with A. I’d be terrified to be on the opposition from you in court.” He plopped himself down on her living room couch. Arms crossed. “Can I let you in on a secret? Melissa has always been jealous of you. Show her what you can do.”