Well... That's a Wrong Number

Part Three...

Next Day 4pm

Mr. Tony Sir: Hey Kid, The windows sorted
Mr. Tony Sir: I'm still slightly curious about how that happened if you want to tell me. Then again maybe not knowing will be better for my stress levels

Next day 7:57am

Mr. Tony Sir: Kid? I haven't heard from you in a day and usually you can't shut up? Not to sound desperate or anything but where you gone kid?

Next day 4:04pm

Mr. Tony Sir: Its been a while. Kind of stressing me out. Maybe I just need to back off. Because realistically why should I be stressing over one dumbass teenager, I've only just kind of met, not replying to my messages

Next day 7:23pm

Peter: Do you think I could start a drug empire because like I feel like I could be businessy enough for it but MJ says my face is too baby for anyone to take me seriously
Peter: But even if I did have baby face WHICH I DoNt!! That means I could slip under radar and not be found out ya know. Pretty much everyone thinks I have noodle arms so I wouldn't be expected
Peter: Like I'm not actually going through with it because ya know drugs bad but it's a back up plan if I don't get into MIT or stark industries doesn't hire me. Because without those what else am I supposed to do.
Peter: I know how to count like 4 + 4 is 8 so I could deal drugs. I could just drop out of school and make all my money in drugs and then like clear my conscience by donating to charity
Peter: I had this idea where you can like get overprotective moms to go in and buy like prescription drugs that you gotta sign your name down for so they get them and give them to my business so we can make the good drugs out of them that the authorities are concerned about us making (which is why they document whoever buys the drugs) so al these moms get the drugs and it's all good because the government thinks they just scared for their kids health  and all that.
Peter: In exchange for these drugs we give them tablet which prevents like bad side affects when given vaccinations for their kids when really it's like a uncoloured skittle or something, so they give me the drugs so I can make a living and in return society gets vaccinated kids.
Peter: idk just an idea

Mr. Tony Sir: This... this is the first message you send after three days of radio silence?? I'm concerned on two different levels because on one hand.. whatever THAT was and on the other you just completely dropped off the face of the earth... I was considering getting your identity to try and track you to make sure your not dead in a ditch
Mr. Tony Sir: Stick with your goal of MIT kid, if it really comes down to it you'll have a job waiting for you at stark industries. Just... don't become a drug dealer...

Peter: Oh hey Mr Tong Sir I dimt Sei yu there

Mr Tony Sir: So you could write your whole  drug dealer plan without mistakes but you fail when just writing that message?

Peter: I havnd sleipt n lkie 3 days
Peter: ojei vie bye nap time

Mr. Tony Sir: Kid???!?
Mr. Tony Sir: Good to know your not ignoring me. Text me when you wake up Kid

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Clint ——> Natasha
8:04pm

Clint: Nat, do you know what's up with Stark?
Clint: Over the last 2 days I've gotten 7 new arrow prototypes
Clint: I didn't even ask for any...