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[ chapter five ]

Ever since got the news that someone close to him had passed away, the mood in the base had shifted. The Accords definitely still stuck around in everyone's minds, with those who agreed with it signing off on it. Steve grabbed a jet and flew to London for the funeral and Sam had joined him. Everyone else retired to their rooms.

It was some time in the late afternoon now, and when Andi went back to her room, the first thing she did was pick up her phone to see the message from Peter, the one she had failed to respond to. After a split second decision, Andi texted him back:

Yeah, everything's fine. You wanna meet up?

Andi grabbed some loose change lying on her desk and stuffed it in her pocket because she intended to go out whether Peter was free or not. Maybe some roaming around would help clear her mind — and help her make a decision on these Accords because they were still waiting on her signature, along with Steve, Sam and Wanda's.

As Andi headed out of her room and went downstairs to the main exit, her phone buzzed. Lifting it, she read the reply from Peter.

Sure. The deli?

Andi smiled to herself a little and quickly typed back that she would be there in fifteen to twenty minutes. The Avenger's base wasn't exactly in the middle of the city, and she didn't feel like asking Vision for a ride which meant she had to walk to the main road to catch a bus.

While she was walking, she heard the sound of a car behind her, coming up the driveway. She didn't turn, because the car soon came up beside her and rolled to a stop, causing her to stop as well, to turn and see Tony in the driver's seat. "Need a ride?"

Andi had a feeling the offer for a ride was more to talk, which she wasn't sure she wanted to do right now, but she figured that it might help, so she silently climbed into the passenger's seat and buckled herself in.

At first, it was silent between them. Tony drove, faster than any bus would have, and along the way, Andi's phone buzzed with another text from Peter, saying he was ging to be a few minutes late.

"Who's that?" Tony asked, glancing at her phone from the corner of her eye before looking back to the road.

"Nosy much?" She asked him in return, a small smile on her face. "Just this boy from class that I'm meeting."

"A boy," Tony echoed, while nodding. "Does this boy have a name?"

"Peter," she told him as she fiddled with her phone absently.

"Peter," he repeated and looked at her. "Peter Parker?"

Andi furrowed her eyebrows and looked to him. "How do you—"

"Doesn't matter," Tony brushed it off and looked back to the road, taking a turn as they delved further into the heart of the city, now that they were away from the Avenger's base. "So, we should probably talk about what went on back there."