Tony Stark

“You’re ridiculous.” She put her hands on his shoulders. “You are good. Don’t throw it away.

She smiled as she watched him sit down. “I’ll be back.” She headed off upstairs to grab everything they needed. When Fay reappeared, she was carrying the box that contained the mattress and the pump, as well as a sweater and a pair of basketball shorts. “Here. These should fit. Sorry that they’re not designer,” she pretended to have a posh accent, before grinning and tossing them to him. “Go change. I’ll start setting this up. Could you grab some pillows from the closet on your way back?” She asked as she knelt down and opened the box. She figured that he knew his way around her house by now, and she didn’t have any problems with asking him for help. “I can’t wait until you see it. Inigo Montoya is such an amazing character. I love this movie,” she said, as if he couldn’t already tell. She was excited to share this with him, since it was something that she really loved.

Bruce had become pretty accustomed to eating alone at lunch. No one really wanted to hang out with the nerdy kid who spent all of his time reading books on Biochemistry, though it never bothered him. He had been in the middle of eating a peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich when he saw someone sit their things down on the table. Bruce heard someone mention his name and looked up, nodding his head. “Yeah, that’s me. Tony, is that correct?”

My day:

1. shower (now)

2. eat

3. work (for 6 hours)

4. chores

Fay grinned at him and shrugged. “Maybe we could have our own party sometime. We could just invite everyone that we like to my house and just party the night away. It would be really awesome.” She grinned and followed him out of the truck and into the house. “Yeah, I have that one. Oh, The Princess Bride is a masterpiece. We have to watch it. It’s great.” Fay smiled at him as she moved into the living room. “Should we sleep down here? We could probably pull out the blowup mattress and a bunch of blankets and pillows, if you’d like.”

“Why? I’m terrible with parties. I honestly suck at them.” She smiled at him and shrugged, before pulling out of the parking lot and turning towards her place. “Look, if Howard finds out and you need a place to crash, let me know. I don’t mind letting you stay with me.” Fay kept her eyes on the road as she spoke, humming and drumming her fingers on the steering wheel. “Cool. I probably have a bunch of them for us to watch. You know me, I like having cheesy movies to watch, especially when I’m having a rough day. To be honest, yours seems like it’s been tougher than anything I’ve been through.” She stuck her tongue out at him and grinned.

“Shut up.” She rolled her eyes as she followed him out. “You probably left your phone in your car.” Fay was digging through her pockets for her keys as she walked, and she nodded. “Okay. Pizza it is.” When she found them, she moved to unlock her door, and then reached through to unlock his. She was worried about who might have drugged him, but that was a topic for later. “Want to watch some cheesy movies while we eat? I’m sure we could find some oldies but goodies,” she suggested, as she started her truck. “Aside from this whole incident, how was the party?”