You and Peter are friends, but you hate each other. He loves to tease and irritate you and as always, you were the one who was fighting. You, Stev, Tony, Natasha and Wanda were in the living room when he arrived at your side.

Wanda: Here he comes.

The Sokovian woman says, rolling her eyes and waiting for the fight. Fony laughs, looking up from her cell phone.

Natasha: If you're going to fight, go to your room.

Natasha liked the silence in the living room. Steve continues reading the book.

Steve: I'll call Aunt May if those two start.