Em is mean. That is all.
Urg! He’s so infuriating! And annoying! And an asshole! But— God dammit!
Uh… you okay there? You want some hot chocolate or somethin’?
"Peter, why didn’t you just say that in first place?" She pursed her lips with concern. "If you think there’s something like that, go on. Give me their names; I can help."
Peter didn’t lie, but he did end up getting what he wanted in the end which was a satisfying feeling. “Uh, Richard Parker, and May Parker.” He said. “And, uh, thank you.”
"Depends…" she smirked. "What do you really need it for?”
Peter hesitated for a moment. “Fine… My parents worked here before they died. I just wanted to see if there were any files on them. I don’t really remember them them. I just thought…” He said, playing the orphan card. He didn’t play that card very often.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"That might be so, Mr. Parker, but it still doesn’t make this area opened to you."
Peter let out a small sigh. “Can’t I just get the clearance now?”