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WHEN LONNIE Romanoff first went to sleep for the night, she hadn't expected to be woken up by MJ and Peter frantically yelling in her ear. Sleep proved was a valuable thing these days. On a normal night, Lonnie would get on avergae four hours of sleep for the simple fear of closing her eyes. She'd witnessed death once before, she didn't need to see it again in a time that is supposed to be of comfort. But this night was different. This night, the nightmares were roped on a leash and held back by Hypnos himself. Tonight was the night where Lonnie Romanoff could peacefully sleep, well, until she was abruptly woken up.
"Come on, Lonnie!" MJ's voice boomed into Lonnie's ear once more. If Lonnie's eyes were open she would no doubt be shooting each of the imbeciles a death glare but she instead settled on rolling over in her bed and throwing her covers over her head. "Lonnie!"
"Go away!" Lonnie yelled rather loudly.
"Please Lonnie." Peter's soft voice flowed to Lonnie's ears.
MJ muttered something underneath her breath that would ultimately fall upon deaf ears before grabbing a fist full of Lonnie's covers an ripping them off her. "Get up." Lonnie's eyes shot open with a loud, "Hey!" as she tried to grab her blanket from MJ. "This is important."
"What could be so important at-" Lonnie looked over to the alarm clock that sat on the nightstand beside her bed. "11:40?" Silence was quick to fill the room as MJ and Peter shared a look. He was fumbling with his fingers, something Lonnie picked up to be a nervous habit of his. "Well, spit it out." Lonnie said as she looked between the two.
"I-I made a m-mistake." Peter finally stuttered out.
Lonnie felt her heart drop in her chest at Peter's words. Normally such a sentence wouldn't phase her, but the way his eyes avoided hers, the fiddling of his hands picked up, and he had began to rock on his feet told Lonnie whatever mistake Peter had made, was huge. "What kind of mistake?"
Peter's voice cracked slightly as he spoke, "T-the big kind."
Lonnie sat up fully in her bed as she stared him down. "What did you do?"
"J-just promise you won't freak..."
"Peter, what did you do?" Lonnie cut him off.
"I-I...Uh...." Peter took a deep breath in before letting it out, his voice coming out shaky as he spoke his next words. "I gave Mysterio E.D.I.T.H."
"E.D.I.T.H?" Lonnie questioned. "As in, Tony Stark's E.D.I.T.H?"
"Y-Yes."
"Why?"
"I-I don't know it just s-seemed right. B-but uh, t-turns out..." Peter struggled to form words as he avoided Lonnie's gaze. He wouldn't dare face her firey eyes.
