aftermath (eideticspencer)
✿ A smirk plays on her lips as she eyes the genius who has very recently rescued her from the stalker that tormented her for far too long. Of course she's struggling slightly - anyone in her situation would have at least slight PTSD, but she's more focused on the positive she's alive. “I don't know, Spencer. Stay at your place?” She's just teasing, of course. She wouldn't mind staying at his home - hers is in stambles and just being able to look at him and not have to worry that it'll be the last time she sees him is enough to make her..... giddy. The idea of feeling giddy is almost embarrassing, but when she sees the way he looks at her, she knows it is appropriate in its usage. "That actually sounds like a phenominal idea."













