Y/N Stark wasn't just a normal girl, ever since she was the daughter of Tony Stark, everything's not what she thought it would be. As her dad teamed up with an initiative of supers, danger's everywhere lurking around to battle the Avengers, ready to...
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STARK IN TROUBLE, AGAIN
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mj's pov
"Peter! That's enough, we need to go home!" I yelled at him. "What the hell is wrong with you, Peter?! Why are you getting drunk for no reason?!"
"Oh there is one reason!" He smiled like a maniac. "Whem she forgets about you." He took another shot and yelled. "Whoo! Take that!" He yelled again and took the bottle of whiskey and threw it on the floor.
"What the hell, Parker?!" Missy yelled. "I invited you here and you're doing shits?! Get out of here!" She ordered.
"Come on, Peter! You're going to make a scene here!" Ned and I dragged him out of Missy's house.
He's mumbling things I couldn't understand, we sat him at the back of his Aunt May's car and threw Ned the key. "Can you drive?"
"Sort of?"
"What do you mean sort of?" I panicked. "How are we gonna get home?!"
"I mean, I know how to drive but I barely ridden a car that I actually drive for so long! I have only driven a car for like two minutes!"
"Oh Jesus, just sit in the back. I'll drive." I sighed.
We drove off and after a few minutes we arrived at Peter's place. Whatever the hell happened to him and Y/N after the Avengers took them, I don't know but it's too weird to see him like this. After the incident, we all got sent home early but Y/N and Peter was no where to be found until 8PM earlier when I just randomly saw Peter getting drunk at Missy's Aftermath party she calls— y'know, after the incident—, 9AM earlier.
"Open the door!" Ned groaned in pain, Peter was now laying on top of him.
"Jesus, can you wait?"
"Not when there's someone smaller than you covering your face with his sweaty armpit, I mean, he doesn't smell but he's wet!" Ned disgustingly tried pushing Peter away so I immediately opened the door and pulled Peter so he can put his arms around Ned and I's shoulders.
