Jul 15, 2019
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Tony wakes up slowly when the kitchen light comes on. Frowning, he glances at the tablet, resting on his chest before his eyes follow the sound of the fridge opening. It’s Peter. “---wha’re you doin’ up so late, kid?” Clearly the question startles the boy as he spins around, taking a fighting stance. It’s hard to resist the smile pushing itself on Tony’s lips at the sigh of that.