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The bedroom is dim, lit only by a single lamp on Spencer's nightstand. The soft rustle of pages turning fills the quiet as he sits propped against the headboard, glasses perched on his nose. He's already showered, in his pajamas, hair still slightly damp. You're curled beside him, and he catches the slight downturn of your lips out of the corner of his eye. He sighs, a warm smile playing on his lips as he marks his page. "I know that face, you. Please tell me I don't have to go out."