Myla Stark Is The Daughter Of Tony Stark, Who Had Raised Her On His Own And Kept Her Away From Public As Well As The More Problematic Side Of His Life. But It All Changes When He Looks Forward To Selling His Tower And Giving Her The Opportunity To G...
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I hear a knock on the door as I finish putting my heels on and walk towards it. Peter had sent me a text a while ago, asking if I was going to go to the party. I would've said no, but I have nothing else to do so... I walk towards the door, picking up my phone in the way and pushing it in my pocket before opening the door.
"Hey." I greet, seeing Peter standing at the hall in front of me with May who's gonna drive us to the party because... we don't have a car or license. "Wow." May says as Peter hums in agreement, having his jaw slightly dropped and seeing to be stuck in his place. "Is it too much? I think it's too much. I should get changed." I quickly say, turning around to walk away and change into something else but May stops me.
"No, no, no, no. You look great." May quickly says and I turn back around, seeing her giving me an assuring smile. "Right Peter?" May asks and I look at him now, seeing his eyes slightly widening a bit more. "Y- Yeah, you look fine." Peter says. Fine? I look just fine? Peter's dressed casually so I can't say he looks great or anything...
But he always looks great anyway. "Thanks." I say with a tone in between bitterness and sadness before walking out and closing the door, walking to the elevator to get a head start while I hear May not so quietly scolding at Peter. "What was that?!" May whispers. "What?" I hear Peter innocently ask.
