Who: Peter and Harry. What: Lunch! When: Afternoon. Where: Some random restaurant. Rating: TBD.
Being a super hero wasn't easy business. But that didn't mean that he couldn't make time for his friends and family between web blasts and swings. He'd spent all morning considering it, and shortly after taking up his shift at the Press, Peter decided to ask Harry if he wanted to meet together for lunch. It didn't take him too long to receive a message back from his friend, finding that he was as good for a joined lunch as he was.
And that was good. Because Peter wanted to talk to him about something important anyway.
Having taken up a table and warning the waitress that another would be joining him shortly, Peter settled back and toyed around with the various forms of silverware on the table in front of him. Double checking to make sure that the collar of his shirt wasn't hanging at an angle that would reveal the costume tucked away underneath his clothing, Peter pulled out his cell and sent a text to Mary Jane, informing her that he'd probably be home a little later than expected on account of the rise in gang activity downtown. He really needed to work on that. The cops were barely covering the situation was it were.