"We need to talk Peter...or should I say Spider-Man?"
"Wha...what? what are you talking about?"
"You can't escape from me so let's talk"
In where Peter Parker and Tannie Maria Stark fall for each other and you know what they say... the more you try...
"And I told her, next time you should definitely add more oregano there... come on! it was my Grandma's recipe!" our taxi driver excitedly explains
I have my head resting on my hands just processing what he's been narrating us. Peter is more occupied watching Boston's streets, how the streetlights reflect against the pavement and the nightlife, in general, is very peaceful. Minutes later, the engine stops and the car parks in the street.
"Here you are, kids! Simmons Hall on Vassar Street" I rapidly blink and open my purse to pay for the ride "Thanks lady... have fun in Boston!"
"and you have fun with... your wife's cooking!" I give him a thumbs up and push Peter outside, we take our suitcases from the trunk and stand just in front of the massive building
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I look up admiring the building, in the day it probably looks better
"No wayyyyyy!" Peter exclaims making me spin to see him covering his mouth
"What?"
"There's a... there's a Baseball field! just next to us!" He jumps, his bubbly voice making me chuckle
"Pff, you don't even know how to play" I grab my suitcase and start walking to the entrance
"true, but I like watching it! did I tell you when, when Mike Piazza..."
"signed your flag? yes... you truly are a Mets fanboy Parker" I say placing my palm on the glass doors pushing them
"who doesn't? Best team ever, best player ever!" He kindly grabs the door for me and I help him dragging his luggage inside
The AC is fully on, the instant hit of cold air hits my cheeks creating goosebumps all over me. The front desk is navy blue, colorful bookshelves are behind it, the architecture is great, high ceilings and almost no divisions, an open place fortunately with ligths that are not that blinding.
"Miss Stark? Mr. Parker?" a familiar voice pops beside us
A man dressed in a dark green blazer approach us and I can see his face, no wrinkles just some on the corners of his eyes. His face is kind and reassuring. to us.
"Doctor Essigmann?" Peter asks
"The one and only" he lets a breathy laugh and shakes Peter's hand "welcome to Simmons Hall"
"Thanks for accepting us" I widely smile at the man and shake his cold hand
"it's truly an honour Miss, I assume you must be tired so please, follow me right here" he marches to the front desk and retrieves some files
Before I could walk to him I feel Peter's hand brushing a strand of hair behind my ear, he smiles at me and softly pinches my cheeks walking next to Essigman.
"I need you to sign these papers please" I take the pen he's offering me and start signing on the spot he's pointing at, I walk back so Peter can sign too
