Mono-Tony | @narcissisttonystark

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Tony could smell it in the air, something interesting was about to happen. Anything would be welcome to break the monotony of the recent days in which he had been too busy to even think about visiting his lab. Tony perched uneasily behind his desk, too restless to fully relax. Someone knocked on his closed office door.

“Come in.”

Summer pushed the door open, slipping inside and closing it behind her. “Mr Stark? Do you have a moment? I’d like to talk to you about your company’s website.”

“Hey Summer.” Tony smiled at the woman in front of him, someone he considered a good friend, though they didn’t talk often, as he had been terribly busy lately. “Sure, I’m all ears.” he said, leaning forward, and giving her the most of his attention.

Summer laughed. “I actually just made that up to sound good, although I can if you want; it /is/ kind of terrible on the design side. No, I heard you were actually being responsible and I had to come check it out, like a performing show, you know,” she teased. She dangled a reusable grocery bag from one hand. “I brought doughnuts.”