Peter Parker & Open (multiples welcome)
Peter wasn't exactly at the bonfire, he was there, in the afterglow of it, but he was a tiny bit away with his back towards the fire, looking out over the ocean's lapping seas. The froth of the edges of the ocean mesmerizing, the bright, full moonlight bouncing off of the surface of the water breathtaking. It wasn't some solemn, tragic moment he was reflecting on that brought him out there, it was simply the beauty of it, the peacefulness of it, and his own thoughts. Because he was Peter Parker, it wouldn't be a normal day if he wasn't overthinking on a couple of things.
With his arms resting softly on his knees, he just stared out, nothing in hand, not tinkering with anything, he was just enjoying the view. It was a warm night, meaning he was shirtless and in a pair of swim shorts that were worn loosely around his waist.