You sprinted into the kitchen, your shoes were untied. You grabbed an apple and ran to the front door, but you bumped into a hard chest.

“Your shoes are untied.” Tony said as you looked up at him.

“Okay cool I gotta go now” you say quickly as you try and walk around him. He stops you.

“You got plans?” He asked, you nod your head. “I don’t like when you have plans.” He frowns slightly.

He then crouches down and starts tying your laces.