Chapter seven

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CHAPTER SEVEN: dinner

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CHAPTER SEVEN: dinner

[ↂ■■ↂ]𝙼𝚛.𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗[ↂ■■ↂ]

MJ HEARD A KNOCK COME FROM HIS WINDOW. The blond-haired boy looked over, looking away from the book that he had been reading. He was surprised to see Peter Parker at his window. Regardless, he smiled at the other, getting off of his bed and heading towards the window. He opened the window, receiving a smile from the other. "Hi."

"How did you get out there?" MJ questioned, still smiling.

"The fire escape," Peter answered. "Your doorman's intimidating."  Peter started to climb in.

"It's twenty stories." MJ points out, a bit concerned.

"Yeah. It's all right," Peter looks around the room. "This is your room."

"Yes, this is my room," the boy replied, pushing his foot back as he pushed a discarded shirt to his closet.

"Books. Shoes." Peter says, looking directly at MJ, who laughs lightly. "Oh, yeah, uh," Peter removed his backpack from his shoulders. "I got your mom..." he unzipped his backpack, removing the damaged bouquet of flowers.

MJ still smiles, seeing the nervous look on Peter's face. "Lovely."

"Beautiful, right?" Peter asked, clearly disappointed at the flowers.

"Beautiful."

"They were nice," Peter says, but hides his face behind the flowers.

"No, they're still nice. And I'm sure she'll appreciate the thought."

"I'm sorry," Peter still hides behind the flowers.

"No, it's impressive that some still are intact."

Peter puts the flowers back into his bag. "I'm gonna keep these."

"You have your suit in there?" Gwen asked, suddenly at the door, which made both boys jump. She smiled. "Sorry to ruin, this beautiful moment."

"My suit?"  Peter questioned panicked.

MJ thought about jumping out the window if his sister kept deciding to be evil.

"She means for the dinner, which, you don't have to wear a suit," MJ says.

"Are you gonna wear that?" Gwen asked, then realizing she never closed the door, had turned only for her father to be right behind her.

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