Spencer, Blaine, and Ace, Oh my!
Spencer washed down the last of his pills with a bottle of water. He was trying out a special anxiety plus pain medication mixer for his trip to the fair. His leg wasn't bothering him so much today. He kind of felt bad for Blaine because he had to deal with two invalids. The fact that Blaine had PTSD too made him feel somewhat better for their trip out. As for Ace? Well it probably would take two people to keep that one in line, Spencer rationalized. He waited at the entrance to Dalton on his two friends. Today would be a welcome distraction to the mess that was his life.









