Who: Spencer and Jax
What: Meeting
Where: The Agency Office in San Francisco, on to a pub
When: This weekend
Warnings: Lan guage likely
Spencer felt an odd little flutter of excitement at meeting someone new face to face. She already sort of felt like she knew Jax, the girl was easy to talk to, and Spencer appreciated that. Spencer didn't have many friends, or any, really. There were two or three people she sometimes hung out with, but she knew she didn't really fit in with them. Jax, she thought, she might have a chance with. They were, if nothing else, in the same situation with some other person living in their heads. How could she explain that, to the people she worked with? 'Oh hey, I have this guy, his name's Eliot, he lives in my head, and right now he really wants to bash your head in' pprobably wouldn't go over too well.
Still, she was nervous about meeting Jax, face to face. Spencer had never been comfortable meeting new people. She preferred to sit back and watch. She rarely made the effort to introduce herself, and here she was, going to meet a stanger. Ah well. She needed to get out more, anyway, and if Jax turned out to be a nut case or a psychotic killer, well, at least that would put Spencer out of her misery.
She made her way to the Agency, where she and Jax had decided to meet. She went inside, and sat where she could see the door, and several feet up and down the street, so hopefully she'd see Jax coming.
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