“She’s gonna freak.” Peter raved as he stepped on your doorstep, MJ and Harry following behind him. “Beadie’s heart is gonna drop.” MJ and Peter attempt to make Harry feel better about seeing you again after his “trip” in Europe.

Beadie. The nickname he gave you due to your beady, doe eyes. It was adorable. He feared that your doe eyes would turn into rage once you saw him. You had to hear he was gone by a phone call from MJ.

He looks on you driveway, seeing a black motorcycle. “Since when did she—“ Peter cuts him off, “A lot has changed.” Peter unlocks your front door with the spare key you gave him.

“Beadie! Surprise down here!” Peter calls to you.