I'm getting deja vu as I'm walking with Norman out of the living room and walking into a hallway that was lined with many expensive paintings that were each lit with a light above them. Harry's dad was something else, probably a robot honestly. In middle school, I would make better grades than Harry and his dad would make it a point to always compare him to me... I never meant for that to happen.. For that reason, I purposely drifted apart from Harry... Even in middle school I knew something was off. Not to mention Norman had an air to him that made him uncomfortable to be around. Not approachable whatsoever.
Norman Osborn spoke to me about business and how it affected the entire world, I honestly wasn't really paying attention, just looking at the paintings we walked by... I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I hear:
"It has occurred to me that you are working for Otto Octavious now, is that correct?"
Oh shit um-
"Yes."
"Forgive me for being blunt, but it is to my understanding that your talents will be wasted if you continue working with him."
"... Why do you say so?"
"Well, Octavious was a partner of mine and... Let's just say we parted ways after a work disagreement... I have come to realize that he only wants to waste energy and time..."
So it wasn't Harry trying to fill in Eddie's place, it was his dad pressuring him to ask me... But why? I'm just like any other person they already hired. Everyone's replaceable... Is it that he just doesn't want me helping Otto... Weird, this guy is like fifty and he's worried about a rival at his level? It just didn't make sense logically... Unless Norman only wanted to bring him down out of spite... Wouldn't he think that as a waste of effort?
"... I'm not sure if you're aware of what he's working on: you see--"
"Oh," he laughs, "I know I know, no need to explain..." he takes a breath in and stops walking, turning to face me, "Well, Peter, is there any way I can change your mind?"
Why is that intimidating--jeez I've faced people much bigger than him. Something about his eyes makes me unable to break his eye contact... "I'm afraid not, sir."
He gives me a smile that I couldn't quite pinpoint it's intent, "well then," he pats me on the shoulder, "it was nice talking to you, Parker." He walks past me and I'm left alone in the hallway of paintings.
"Where were these job offers when I needed them." I say to myself... I have to stop talking to myself, it's getting out of hand.
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That's Just The Way The World Works
Fiksi Penggemar-This is a sequel to Fight Or Flight- Spoilers ahead... New York never seems to rest as trouble only follows where Peter goes-MJ wants to be a part of something bigger than herself. The two find themselves battling themselves as they try to navigate...
