peter:
knock knock
Mr Grammar:
I'm going to regret this
Who's there?
peter:
Britney Spears
Mr Grammar:
Britney Spears who?
peter:
knock knock
Mr Grammar:
Why are you doing this?
Who's there?
peter:
Britney Spears
Mr Grammar:
Britney Spears who?
peter:
Oops I did it again
Mr Grammar:
And this is rock bottom
Kid
that was really bad
peter:
You know
My friends said the same thing
But I think you're all lying
Mr Grammar:
No
It was just really bad
peter:
Hmmm sure
anyway
what you doin?
Mr Grammar:
Nothing much
My colleagues and I are trying to figure out what to eat for dinner
It's chaotic
Food has been thrown around
I'm scared weapons will be next
Someone could die tonight
peter:
wow what even is your life
your colleagues seem great
Mr Grammar:
Eh
They have they're ups and downs
So any suggestions
peter:
well
i gotta say i'm a very indecisive person
once me and my friends were on the subway
and we were trying to figure out what to have for lunch
we spent so long arguing that we missed our stop
we had to spend another hour on that subway
we saw some dark thing that day
i don't think we'll never be the same
Mr Grammar:
Well...
That's unfortunate
It's only a matter of time until Nat bring out her gun
peter:
well
lucky for you
there's this great place in Queens
called Delmar's
They sell the best sandwiches
Mr Grammar:
Hmm
Not bad
I'll take your word for it
Anyway gotta go tell the team before this escalates further
See ya Pete
peter:
Byeeeee
YOU ARE READING
sorry wrong number
Fanfictionthe cliche story where peter accidentally texts the wrong number, and the wrong number happens to be iron man, obviously. and all hell breaks loose. I do not own marvel, surprise surprise.