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Sabrina blinked from her spot at the line in the cafeteria while Peter and Lara Jean put on a show in the middle of the room. It involved spinning, hands in pockets, and notes. It was weird. Her eyes drifted a few tables away from them, snorting at Gen's offended face. Peter leaned down and whispered something to Lara Jean before bounding over to the cafeteria line. "Hi Sabbie!" Sabrina chuckled and rolled her eyes. "That was a good show you put up there." "Was it?" Peter grins, getting his own tray and taking Sabrina's away from her. "Get out of the line." "I can take care of myself." "Just do it." Sabrina groans, and leaves her spot for Peter. "So, where did all that spinning thing, note-giving thing come from?" "Gen was always on my ass about giving her small notes about being pretty and stuff." Peter explains as he and Sabrina moved down the line. "Figured it would piss her off if I do it to Lara Jean." Sabrina nodded slowly. "Makes sense. Chocolate or Vanilla?" "Uh, Chocolate." Sabrina rolled her eyes and grabbed his drink. "You know, you should try yakult." "Yakult?" "Yeah, like a liquid Korean yogurt. Lara Jean gave me some once. It was awesome." Sabrina sad as they left the cafeteria line, dragging Peter past Gen's table. "Really? I'll get some from her soon, then." Peter chuckled, balancing both his and Sabrina's tray on his hands "Oh, yeah. Get me some, too, but don't tell her because she says I'll clearing her out of stock." Sabrina fake-winces, causing Peter to guffaw.
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Peter laughs as Sabrina chugs, yet again, another cup of coffee. "I swear, you drink like five cups of coffee a day." "I was drinking a latte earlier, doofus." Sabrina snorts. "This is a machiatto. It's not the same thing." Peter laughs, rolling his eyes as he pulled over to Sabrina's driveway. "Here we are." Sabrina turned to him as he smiled softly at the girl. "See you tomorrow, Meyers." Sabrina smiled back, opening the door and jumping out of the car. She froze in her steps, letting out a small breath before turning to Peter and leaning on the car door. "You doing anything tonight?" "Not that I know of." Sabrina hummed, smiling over. "Would you like to stay over for dinner?"
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Peter smiled as Sabrina threw the door open. "Mother, I have arrived with a guest!" Mrs. Meyers entered the living room, smiling gently at Peter. "Peter, dear. Nice to see you again." "You too, Mrs. Meyers." "Oh, I told you to call me Karen." Mrs. Meyers fussed as Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Where's Ben?" Sabrina asked. "Ben?" Peter asked, watching as Sabrina grabbed a red-haired wig from behind the couch and started to shove it over her head. "Bentley." Mrs. Meyers nodded as a small pitter-patter of feet started bounding down the stairs. Immediately, a small boy with an Iron Man mask jumped on the girl. "Scarlet Witch!" "Hey, Tony." Sabrina giggled, hugging him back. "We're supposed to be in different teams." "Oh, yeah." The boy jumped out of her arms and held his arms out, making laser noises. "You hurt Vision's feelings!" "You locked me in my room." Sabrina answered without a beat. He continued to make the laser noises before facing Peter, lowering his hands. "Who are you?" "I'm Peter," Peter smiled, crouching down to the boy. "Like Spiderman?" Ben shrugged at Peter's chuckle and nod. "Cool, you can be Captain America." Peter raised his eyebrows as the boy pulled another mask out of nowhere, setting the iron man mask on the table and replacing it with a spiderman mask. "Nope, not today, Parker." Sabrina shook her head. "But, Sabrina—" Ben started to whine before Sabrina promptly shook her head. "He doesn't even know his lines." Sabrina smiled. "That's not a very good Steve Rogers, is he?" "Right." The boy nodded, facing the older boy in the room. "Mr. Peter, you're fired." "Up top," Sabrina smirked, high-fiving the kid. Peter grinned delicately at the two, watching as Sabrina ruffled Ben's hair before sending him off to bathe. "Kavinsky," Peter snapped out of his daze, seeing Sabrina raise her eyebrows at him. "You here?" "Yeah, yeah." Peter nodded slowly, watching as Sabrina pulled the red wig off her head. "Come on, I think dinner's ready."
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"I hope you know your lines when you get back," Ben pouts, clutching a Thor stuffed toy to his chest. "I will, buddy." Peter laughed, ruffling Ben's hair. "I'll be your Steve." "Yay!" Ben cheered. "I'll be Bucky this time, a-and Sabrina can be Peggy!" Sabrina laughs, pushing Peter out of the door. "Okay, go away, Bentley." "Bye, Peter!" The boy screamed before bouncing away from the teens. Peter and Sabrina exited the house, Sabrina walking with him to his car. "That was great, this is great," Peter nodded. "Thank your mom for me, for dinner." "That was no problem." Sabrina smiled, looking up at him. "I think Ben warmed up to you quickly." "Did he?" Peter grinned. "He's a great kid." "He is." Sabrina's smile got wider. "I love him so much." "I can see," Peter hummed, narrowing his eyes. "You know, you look beautiful when you smile." Sabrina faced him, her mouth gaping open and closed in shock. "O-oh," Peter purses his lips, tilting his head. "Any love letters for me today?" "Oh, yeah." Sabrina smiled, pulling a folded envelope from her pocket and handing it over. Peter accepted it delicately, smiling as he ran his thumb through the handwriting at the front, written in clear print: 'Peter, you're a doofus.' "I'll read it at home." Peter said, opening the door. "Sure, you will." Sabrina laughed, backing away as Peter started the car. "Drive safe." "See you tomorrow." "It's a weekend." Sabrina snorted. "Yeah. I'll pick you up at 8?" Peter asked as Sabrina opened the door to her house. Sabrina turned to face him, a small smile on her face. "Like you always do."
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Next update will be accompanied by an update for "Naturally" and a new story (mY LAST UNTIL I FINISH ONE OF THESE BOOKS SKSKKS IM SORRY BUT I JUST LOVE AIDAN GALLAGHER SO MUCH OKAY)
