#fun fact the same glitch in my editor that happened on the team dark week edit happened on this one too

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I couldn't find him so i present to you: zygarde on a string!

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Wake up Parker! - Chapter 6: Sleepless in Brooklyn

Relationship: Peter Parker x Tall Older Reader (Peter is 22 and Reader is 26/27)

Warnings: Disappointment

Word Count Total: 1241 (This Chapter)

Summary: Peter Parker is a student in the city of Brooklyn. He’s lazy, spoilt and he procrastinates a lot. He meets a woman named (Y/N), She’s recently moved to Brooklyn for an independent life. Something Peter is fascinated by. Over the course of a few months, Peter needs to realise that he has to grow up and become responsible for his life.

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WAKE UP PARKER! MASTERLIST

Sent @ 12.01 p.m.

Hi 'My First Brooklyn Friend '.

How are you, Mr. Photographer? I hope you’re great. I was remembering you today and so, here I am! Anyhow, here’s the news: Or here’s the tea? Is that how you say it? I don’t know. 

Yesterday, I went to the magazine office for my first interview today. Remember ‘Brooklyn Nights’. Pete, it was amazing! Some places have such a character that you immediately connect with them. Do you know that feeling? I felt like I belonged there. I had a meeting with the creative director, Steve Rogers.

It went off quite well actually. Steve was kind and caring. He’s also Head Photographer there. I remember you saying you liked the photographs in this magazine. If I get this job, you should come visit the office sometimes.

My final interview is in a few days, with the magazine editor, James Barnes. Keeping my fingers crossed, that goes well too!

That's it for now. 

(Y/N).

 Sent @ 13.21 p.m.

Hello 'New Girl in the City'.

Good to know that you had an interesting day. Because I’ve just had the worst days of my life! Mr. Stark’s office is a prison! The people around me come to work at the same time and leave at the same time.

I think they even sleep in the clothes they’re wearing! Don't they get bored? You're so lucky you're not stuck with a thousand pages of company history. The offices sound awesome and I’m sure you’ll do great in your interview with the editor.

Later,

Peter

 Sent @ 19.32 p.m.

Dear Pete, 

I'm sorry that you're not enjoying work. But I'm sure it'll get better. Just keep at it. Take me for instance. Remember how terrified I was when I first came to Brooklyn? I couldn't even take a walk by myself! And now I've been all over Brooklyn, Peter! I’ve been to museums, parks, cafes, the library! Everywhere! 

I wake up and walk out of Wanda’s apartment, without thinking about where I'm going or what I'm doing, just aimlessly walking. And the funny thing is that I don't feel scared anymore. In fact, these days, I feel like I'm finally free! Wanda looks at me like I’m crazy but she doesn’t get how I feel. And then ... last night.

It was fucking awful! I was sleeping calmly in the Wanda’s spare bedroom. Something crawled up my leg and sat on my stomach. I woke up and saw a huge fucking rat! What the fuck! It was like the size of a cat! It was awful. Wanda didn’t even know she had rats in her apartment. I can't live in her apartment anymore!

It's time I found a place of my own. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Till then.

(Y/N)

 Sent @ 8.21 a.m.

Dear (Y/N),

Wanda really gets the award for friend of the year! Honestly this is what happens when you hang out with Wanda Maximoff. At least you can continue your next step in independence which is living alone in a house. 

I asked Mrs. Stark and she recommended me a good estate agent:

212-555-6139 

That's the number for Peter Quill. The best agent in Brooklyn, apparently. Mrs. Stark recommended him, he’s the one who helped us find our house.

Also, it's time you got a phone so I could invite you to rocking parties! Brooklyn’s night life is just as exciting as the day! Let me know how house hunting goes. Your emails are the only best things to read in my days at the office. 

Take care,

Peter.

 Peter sent the last email and sluggishly packed his bag for the office. The party at Flash’s house was off the hook. The hangover was unbearable. Peter rubbed his head and reminded himself to wait till Friday to get drunk. Michelle phoned him to remind him to go to work. He swung his bag over his shoulder and got a cab to work. He dragged his feet into the lift and took the long slow ride to the floor. A few minutes later he got to his desk and dropped his bag beside him. Resting his head on his forearm.

“Peter! Wake up.” He sat up to see Mr. Stark and Mr. Hogan besides his desk. Mr. Stark was looking much more lively and fresher than Peter, in a dark suit and colourful tie. Mr. Hogan looked disappointed with Peter. “Peter. It's Wednesday. I'll see you in my office in half an hour. Get up. Also clean your face before you come in.”

Mr. Stark disappeared into his office, followed by Happy. Peter felt a little distraught as he checked the calendar on his phone. There was a reminder for Peter to read the big stack of documents. He glanced to the left side of his desk to see the huge stack of history. Peter was royally screwed. He could try bullshit and say he wants to work in creative or the marketing department. However, he knew that Tony would ask him so many questions, just to catch Peter out. A soft ping rang on his email and Peter knew it would be (Y/N)’s email.

 Sent @ 9.59 a.m.

Dear Peter,

Thank you so much for Peter Quill’s number. You're a saviour! Some of the apartment ads were annoying and misleading so this number really helped. Peter recommended some really nice apartments. I'm going to look at some today.

Wish me luck.

(Y/N)

 Peter leaned back on his chair. (Y/N)’s looking at apartments and Peter’s about to enter Hell. He glanced at his screensaver of the car. She was a beauty. He really enjoyed (Y/N)’s company and he wanted to be there when she was looking at apartments. It sounded so much more fun than what Peter was about to do. Then Peter had a thought.

Tony stepped out of his office and straightened his blazer. Hopefully Peter’s gained some life experience in his week-long reading. He was followed by Bruce Banner. He was one of the engineers for the new security AI. Still needed a name for that alarm. Bruce informed Tony that they were close to completion and could go for a test trial soon. 

“Sounds good Banner. We can run the trial at my house. I can install the software and test it.”

“What if it short circuits and causes a power outage?”

“That’s the whole point of the trial. We can check for bugs and glitches and fix them before the product screening next month. Banner, you’ve done an amazing job and I trust your hands. We can talk more of this later. Right now I’ve got a meeting with my son, Peter.”

Bruce gave a nod and stalked away into the elevator. Tony strolled to Peter’s cubicle, announcing.

“Alright Peter, let's go …” He noticed that Peter’s cubicle was empty, save for a small post - it note which read: 

 Sorry Mr. Stark,

Something came up. Can we postpone, for tomorrow?

Peter

  Tony sighed and scrunched up the small yellow paper. Peter threw a curveball at him and Tony felt like an idiot for believing that Peter would do the work, let alone stay more than a week. Tony went into his office and began taking a look at the sales pitch the marketing team came up with for the product launch next month.

CHAPTER SEVEN: THIS IS THE ONE!