You felt so incredibly out of place, standing in the middle of a high-profile event you were NOT invited to, yet nobody seemed to notice you. Honestly, you were quite glad, but you didn’t know how much longer you’d be able to keep this up.

Somehow, you sneaked into a weird event with rich people. You don’t really know how you did it, but you do know you don’t feel safe. You also know that these people look like they roll their cigarettes with $100 bills.

Pretending that you were supposed to be there, you had been quietly sitting at an empty table for a bit. As you stared at a napkin, wondering how fast you could get out of this situation, you were snapped out of your daze by a voice.

“Hey, bud, you there?”

Damnit.

You knew this was gonna happen eventually, so, you glanced up—

Holy hell that’s Tony Stark.

Though he was wearing sunglasses (Indoors? Really??), you could very much tell he gave you a once-over. He sighed through his nose, giving you a suspicious look.

“..You sure you’re supposed to be here?”