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Summary: Its summer and Harley drop by the tower to spend the whole summer.

// TW: Minor drinking. //

Harley sneak out of his room and peek into Peter's room. He saw that nobody else is inside so he went inside and gently shake Peter.

"What?" Peter roll over and look at Harley tiredly. "Let's go out." He got hyped at 1.21 a.m.

Peter groaned and he pull his blanket. "Awh, come on! It'll be fun!" His eyes shined. Harley shake Peter's body.

"Fine, fine. Let me, change my clothes." Peter gave up and he shoves Harley out from the room.

Harley carefully tip-toe back to his room and grab his flannel. He put his key into his pocket and slowly step outside. "Dude, you're seriousy going out in sweatpants?" Peter had his disbelief expression flashed on his face.

"Well what are you wearing then?" Harley turn himself around and saw Peter wearing a grey cargo pants with a white t-shirt. "That's unexpected but its whatever, you know?"

They both step into the elevator but Peter ask FRIDAY to bring them to the lab instead. "Believe me, I know where Tony keep his cars. Also, I'm not gonna have fun, I'm still tired to be honest." He stretched his arms.

Peter insert the code and he went to one of the drawer. "Choose." He smirked.

Harley's eyes were shining as he saw tons of Audi's key. "How do you know?"

"Man, I live in this tower. I know everything." Peter felt proud with himself. Harley grab a key and push the button, leading to an Audi Quattro.

"This is nice." He nodded. "Yeah, have fun on your own. I'm gonna sleep." Peter hop into the car and lean his back against the passenger's seat.

Harley start the engine and they exit the garage, going nowhere.

"Am I starting to hate California!" Peter shouted. "Why am I in LA?" Harley continued the lyrics.

"40 million in California, god I'm so in love with this place!" They headbang to the song playing on the radio. Peter's stomach starts to growl as time passes.

"What do you wanna eat?" Harley asked. "Anything." Peter said.

"McDonalds?"

"Nah."

Harley just annoyingly blink at him. "Bug-boy said anything but refuse to eat at McDonalds."

Peter cringed his face and stare at him. "You uneducated mudblood, spiders are arachnid." He rolls his eyes.

"Hey! I'm an engineer, don't expect me to know about science thingy."

Harley got an idea suddenly. "Guess where we're going?" He smirked.

"Pizza!?" He got excited. "Pizza it is."

He drive through the city while the song Motion by Khalid playing on the radio. Peter just stare out the window, admiring the view.

Harley park the car at the nearest pizza vendor. "Oh yes, this is gem." Peter nodded.

"One beef pizza and uh, do you have any spicy flavoured pizza? I kinda feel spicy tonight." Harley asked. "Spicy Jalapeño Chicken, you want it?" The vendor asked.

"Yeah sure, make it spicy." He put his thumbs up. Peter fill his stomach with the wonderful pizza while Harley is grasping for breath.

"Fuck fuck, too hot and spicy!" He grab a bottle and just drink them. "No! Oh my god-" The vendor cover his mouth.

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