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After spending time with her grandmother, she wanted her next stop to be Harry. And this was the one that worried her the most. A few months ago, she'd heard that his father, Norman Osborn, had died from cancer, leaving Harry to take over a multi-billion dollar company on his own at the tender age of 20. And the worst part, was that she never even called him to ask how he was or anything. But her and Harry used to be tight, hopefully Harry could get past that and everything would be fine.
So she took another cab across town all the way to the tall building that is Oscorp. She was growing even more anxious than she's ever been in a while. She fumbled on her dress and rubbed the sides of her heels together, releasing sighs here and there.
"Are you okay, miss?" The driver asked, glancing at her through the rear-view mirror.
Juliet hesitantly nodded. "Yeah. I'm visiting my best friend and I haven't talked to him in a while."
"You mean the CEO of Oscorp?" he asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" she asked, as if she wasn't a wealthy girl whose name used to appear everywhere in New York with an equally famous and wealthy best friend.
"Everyone knows, miss Juliet. Good luck though, he's scary." he informed.
Juliet creased her eyebrows. Scary? That was the last thing she'd describe Harry with. Hary was goofy and sweet and funny and would do anything to please other people - a quality that her and Peter used to scold him for. "What do you mean?"
"You've been gone for a while, miss Juliet. New York has changed." he said as the cab came to a stop at their destination. He looked behind him and eyed her carefully. "Be careful."
Juliet was intrigued by this. She handed him the money and got out of the car. She looked up at the building, highly intimidated before she stepped inside. She's never actually got to seen the inside of Oscorp, Harry was never allowed inside before as a child and as many times as Norman had invited her to come and take a look, she denied for the sake of her friendship with Harry. She eyed the place around her and saw some technology that she wasn't even familiar with.
With no sense of direction, she got into the elevator. She pressed the highest floor in the building and guessed that Harry's office would be there because it only made sense. The elevator was made of some strong glass that let you see everything on every floor you pass by. Her eyes wandered around to venture the building until her eyes landed on the guy she didn't even know was inside. Her blue eyes met his blue ones.
She was speechless. It was Harry. But he didn't look quite like Harry. His hair had grown shorter, his thin brown hair covering his right eyebrow and his eyes glared daggers at her. Even Harry's aura was totally different. He did look scary and intimidating. But she was sure he was still Harry. "H-Harry?"
