Fuck yeah! Read this book because we're a power couple ~Wanda #4 in chimichangas [11|06|2021] #1 in margorobbie [Nov 2nd|2021] [Day|Month|Year]

"Mr. Stark," I start, trying to catch the attention of the billionaire as he speeds around his shop. "Not now Peter, I'm busy," he mutters as he opens a tool kit full of various instruments for tweaking delicate mechanics. I anxiously follow him around the room every which way, slightly annoyed I'm being brushed off, "Mr. Stark I-" He guides me toward the door, kicking me out to the doorway, and goes right back into his project, "don't you have teenager things to do? Go make a friend or something, play a video game, socialize." I walk back in, jaw clenched and repeat what I've been trying to say but firmly, "Mr. Stark." Tony glances my way with an arched eyebrow, but goes back to tinkering. "I can't do this anymore," I announce. "What?" he questions half interested, turning a wrench around a small bolt. "Spiderman." His movement stops, but he doesn't turn towards me. Stepping backwards into the doorway, I throw my arms up in defeat, "I quit." WARNING! Graphic violence (injury, murder, swearing)