𝐈𝐕𝐘 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 || 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

☰70- WIZARD AT THE PARK

(May 2018)
[MANHATTAN, NEW YORK]

   I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm, stretching my arms above my head before stopping it. I heard a ding from my phone. I opened it to see a message from Peter, actually it was a few, most from last night after our patrol.

≺━═══⁢══ PARKER🕸 ═════⁢━≻
2:36 A.M.

Parker🕸
Are you awake?

Parker🕸
No?

Parker🕸
Okay

Parker🕸
Good Night!

7:00 A.M.

Parker🕸
Are you coming to school
today? I know you said
you most likely won't because
we're going to MoMA.

7:15 A.M.

Parker🕸
Do you want me to save
you a seat?

Parker🕸
No you'll sit with Jade
and Theo, right? Idk what
I was thinking, see you at
school!

Parker🕸
Oh good morning btw, I
forgot to say that before.

7:50 A.M.

Parker🕸
You're not here. So you aren't
coming? All right just text
me when you wake up.

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   I smiled, rolling my eyes, finally texting back and he quickly replied.

≺━═══⁢══ PARKER🕸 ═════⁢━≻

Mel✨
Good Morning, Parker.😊

Mel✨
Have fun at the MoMA.
I promised Tony and Pepper
I would spend the day with
them, just the morning.

Mel✨
But let me know of all the
fun I'll be missing.

Parker🕸
Okay👍🏻 Have fun with
your dad and Pepper, you
update me too if anything
come up.

Mel✨
Yes, Parker. I always do.

Parker🕸
Good. Bye.

Mel✨
Bye.

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   I got out of bed, and changed into my running clothes, thinking about the field trip that I chose not to go to because of the last field trip I went on. I felt safer being at home and hoped if anything happened Peter could handle it on his own. I was still ready to be called for backup since that always seemed to be his plan.

I went downstairs. It smelled amazing, the bacon and eggs. I got down to see it was Pepper cooking instead of dad who was usually the one who had to cook since she was usually always gone by this time.

   "Good morning, Pep."

   "Morning, Sweetheart." She says as she turns to see me. "I told Tony to be quick."

   "You knew dad was high maintenance even before he proposed." I inhale and sigh, satisfied and delighted by the savory smells. "God, your cooking always smells great."
   I walked over to the fridge grabbing the containers of raspberries and mango slices, taking them back to the counter with me.