MJ smiled at him, nodding a little.
“Well yeah, my landlord last summer banned me from using the roof for it. He said some old lady kept calling to complain about me being up there.”
She explained.
“So, this year it’ll be Central Park.”
“But you look sorta look like, huh.”
MJ examined her for a moment, nodding a little bit.
“It’s nice to meet you too. What’s this about an editorial? You’d think with me interning at The Bugle I would be getting a little better press coverage.”
“Topless?”
She shifted her weight a little as she noticed how he averted his eyes from her before asking his question. She waved a hand, dismissing the idea.
“I wouldn’t do that in a park, silly. Way too risky. You’ve seen some of those prank videos right? The ones where their tops get stolen?”
“I saw a bunch of this guy’s work when I was writing an article about him this summer for The Bugle.”
She nodded a little, before her gaze shifted back to him.
“Something to eat actually would be great. I was only partially kidding about the treat thing.”
“Isn’t that the recipe May always told me made people’s butts get bigger?” MJ muttered to herself, twisting her hips and looking over her shoulder at her own butt. Huh.
“Yeah that sounds great! Just make sure you make enough for both of us.” She said before looking around his living room some more.
“I try my best, Tiger.”
She huffs and crosses her arms.
“Wish it were summer already! I’ve been itching to get out some shorts and start working on my tan. Some sunbathing in Central Park would be perfect right about now.”
📚 Also yes, I am back from my little hiatus. I’m open to plotting out stuff with whoever shows up in my DMs, so for sure reach out if you’re interested! ^^
MJ is beyond ready for some summer HEAT, but for now, she’ll make do.
Mary Jane Watson
“Very funny. That ship has sailed.” She flipped her hair, accidentally revealing her Spider-Man themed earrings. Obviously she was missing him.
“Just us works great for me. We are both free agents after all.” She knew Felicia wasn’t one to be tied down. Well, not in that sense anyway.
MJ caught her coat, noticing that Felicia had taken a glance at her earrings.
“Shoot, I’m totally wearing /those/ earrings.” MJ muttered to herself, her freckled cheeks turning a little red.
“I’m game! What did you have in mind for us?” She slipped into her coat, zipping up as she looked at her.
