Extreme Behavior

Chapter Eleven: Double The Embassament

~Harpor's Point Of View~

A week later it has been a week since the whole bra and underwear thing. And at this point I am praying and hoping that I don't do anything to embarrass myself. Ding my phone goes off.

P: Hey we are going to the club. You coming?

H: Sure what time?

P: How about eight pm?

H: Sure that sounds good, seen you then.

P: Okay bye Harp.

I know I know it is not smart to drink on a work night but at this point I don't give a f**k about it. After the week I have had I need a drink to relax.

***

That morning I am still drunk. I get up and get dressed. Or at least I think I do. I walk into the office.

"HARPOR FALLEN ROSE! WHAT THE f**k ARE YOU WEARING!" Spencer screams.

"Nothing I am ready for work," I say.

"Um babe look at yourself in the mirror," Aaron says.

"No I do not want to," I say.

"Fine but you are not working,"Aaron says.

"What why?" I ask confused.

"Baby, you really need to look at yourself in the mirror," Aaron says.

"Okay but first why are men full on drooling on me?" I ask.

I look in the mirror and start cussing to myself.

"Okay I will take her home and I will work from her place," Aaron says.

They all nod. But Spencer seems like he wants to rip Hotch's head off.

I wake up at eleven pm and I head out to the living and cuddle with Aaron.