Spencer has to check over his shoulder to make sure the man is talking to him and once he's confirmed at least that, he remembers that the answer to the question is just the slightest bit humiliating.
"Oh," he starts, a faint flush rising to his cheeks as he rubs a hand at the back of his neck. "It's nothing, really, just a bit of a mishap in the library. No great damage, just a, er, exploding microwave. These things do happen."
He purses his lips together to stop himself from saying anything more foolish and tilts his head, thinking that the other man's face looks awfully familiar. "Do you come to the library often?" he asks, and it's more to see whether he knows the man in passing than anything else, if he's honest.
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Date: 2014-07-06 10:32 am (UTC)"Oh," he starts, a faint flush rising to his cheeks as he rubs a hand at the back of his neck. "It's nothing, really, just a bit of a mishap in the library. No great damage, just a, er, exploding microwave. These things do happen."
He purses his lips together to stop himself from saying anything more foolish and tilts his head, thinking that the other man's face looks awfully familiar. "Do you come to the library often?" he asks, and it's more to see whether he knows the man in passing than anything else, if he's honest.