Mar 26, 2019
@hawkoyed
Peter was glad to be at the festival. He could just go as he was, a regular teenager enjoying what was going on. Like usual, however, he did have his suit on underneath, unsure of what was possibly to come. He came alone, hoping to maybe find some of the avengers, they were close enough to his friends. Seeing a familiar head of hair, he wandered across to go check it out. He slid in next to Clint, offering him part of the funnel cake he was eating. “You know, if this wasn’t a peaceful event, we would definitely be throwing hands. You drink out of the coffee pot and that’s fine, but I eat coffee beans once and I never hear the end of it! It wasn’t my fault Mr. Stark didn’t have any other food.”
