After another day of setting appointments, answering calls, and greeting clients it was finally Isa's lunch.
This lunch she would spend the entire time avoiding peter.
I can't have Peter see me and we definitely can't talk right now, it's too fresh. God Peter, why did you have to do this?!
It's fine, I'll just grab lunch and eat in the other break room. Maybe I'll hide behind the fridge to eat and then go outside.
Isa goes to the second floor break room in the left wing instead of the right wing. She knew Peter would try to look for her there.
Upon entering she sees new coworkers that she's never met before but she's sure they all work with Peter. She awkwardly walks in and grabs one of the complementary lunches, today was a turkey sandwich with cesar salad with orange soda.
Isa really liked the free lunches because it saved her meal prep time and the company was really rich so the lunches were really good.
She decides to take her lunch outside to eat on the phone with Miguel.
As she's eating she starts calling Miguel.
"Hey!"
"Hey, out for lunch?"
"Yup!"
She giggles.
"What's on the menu?"
Isa put on her best food reviewer voice,
"Today's lunch is a DELICIOUS turkey sandwich with a DELIGHTFUL cesar salad and an orange soda. 10/10 so far!"
She sent him a picture of her lunch.
"I can't believe that all that food is free, I'm jealous"
"How about you, what's for lunch?"
"Sopes"
He sends her a picture of his lunch.
"What?! Now I'm jealous!"
"Yeah, I just whipped this up real quick"
Isa started eating her lunch.
"What?! I did not know I was in the presence of a master of the culinary arts!"
She says with food in her mouth. She's already teasing him.
"If that's what you want to call it,"
He laughs.
"It looks so delicious, you definitely have to make me food soon!"
She wasn't lying, it looked so good you'd think a Mexican mom made that.
"Sounds good, what would you like?"
She really thought about it but she couldn't think of anything worth asking for. She was already eating so her pallet was all jumbled up.
"Mhmm... ask me again when I'm not eating, I'll have a better answer"
She giggled.
"Whatever it is, if you want I could take it to you during your lunch..."
"I'd love that but I can't ask you to do all that!"
"Of course you can! We can talk about the details later"
She could hear him smile through the phone.
"It's quiet, are you inside the break room alone?"
Miguel asks.
"No, I got my food and came outside to call you."
"Don't you normally eat inside?"
He started to sound concerned.
Isa hesitated to be truthful with Miguel. She sighs,
"Yes. In all honesty, I'm hiding from Peter. I don't think I could talk to him right now"
She felt embarrassed to admit that.
"Isa, you shouldn't feel like you have to hide"
She sighed,
"I know but this grants me peace of mind."
"As long as you are safe and sound"
"I am, plus Peter would never hurt me"
Concerned, Miguel asked,
"Are you sure?"
Isa couldn't imagine a world where Peter would ever be capable of hurting her.
"Of course, I've known him since the 7th grade"
"Wow, that's a long time"
"Yeah, close to 15 years of friendship and it was destroyed just like that..."
She paused.
Isa needed a moment to process what she said. The truth of the situation was starting to feel real. She immediately changed the subject.
"um... Anyways, how old were you when I was in 7th grade?"
She teases. She really didn't want to think about Peter anymore.
Miguel looks up to think about what she asked. He has not thought about middle school since middle school.
"How old is seventh grade?"
"Um... I think like... 12-13 years old?"
Isa also hasn't thought about middle school since middle school.
"Wow, then I was 16-17 years old"
"Ew Miguel,"
She giggles.
"What? It's not like we were talking at that time!"
He joked back.
"I know Miguel, solo estoy jugando"
She laughed harder.
Changing the topic, Miguel asked,
"Hey, have you been working on any new fashion designs?"
Excited at Miguel's intertest,
"Yes, I actually have! I was working on a collection, I actually just finished what I was working on, it incorporates Spider-Man."
"Oh really?"
Him and Isa never really talked about Spider-Man. For a second he always thinks she means his Spider-Man but he remembers that she doesn't know. He's starting to really feel guilty.
"Yeah, I like the idea of webbing as stumble details in the cuffs, hat, and pockets. I just darkened the colors to dark blue and a bloody red. It's actually based off a dream I had of a different Spider-Man"
He cocked his head to the side in confusion,
"A different Spider-Man?"
"Yeah, in my dream this Spider-Man's suit was very futuristic and dark. I really liked it. I liked it a lot more than Spider-Man's suit"
She giggled.
This was sounding a little too familiar to Miguel. He felt like she was perfectly describing his suit.
"Oh."
Then it hit him.
Coño! I think she saw me.
He thought to himself, internally panicking.
Isa was too excited to notice Miguel internally panicking.
"Yeah, wait! What if I designed a new suit for spider-man? Do you think he'd listen?!"
The idea of this excited Isa. It seemed like a real possibility since she might see him Friday.
Miguel noticed this.
As much as Miguel thought this idea would put Isa in danger, he would never get in the way of Isa's excitement. He loved her too much to bring down her mood.
"Maybe, it doesn't hurt to try..."
He winced as he said that.
Isa was too excited to notice this.
"I have a feeling he's going to show up, I really think he will!"
Concerned, Miguel asked,
"But Isa, is that the safest idea?"
"What do you mean?"
Miguel hesitated but Isa's safety always came first.
"I don't think you should get close to Spider-Man, he leads a dangerous life. He's tasked with protecting the city against some really sick people"
Isa had never thought about this. It grounded her back into reality.
"I guess you're right"
Her mood was slightly brought down but she knew Miguel wasn't wrong.
"I didn't mean to bring down your idea, I just want you to be safe as possible if this ever happens"
Miguel reached out to hold onto her hand.
"Okay, I promise Miguel"
Isa knew he didn't mean to bring down her mood, he just really cares about her.
"I just want anything to happen to you. if something did, I don't know what I'd do, Isa"
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me"
She never felt safer than when she was with Miguel.
Miguel let out a sigh,
"I know"
As much as Miguel wished this was true, this was something he couldn't guarantee.
Isa changes the topic,
"Anyways, wanna see the design?"
"of course Isa"
She got really excited again. Isa was now smiling ear to ear.
"Alright let me just look for it"
After scrolling on her phone for a couple seconds,
"Here it is!"
She sends the pictures to Miguel through messages.
Miguel takes a moment to open the image and form his opinion.
"Isa, it's absolutely beautiful. You really do have talent."
She can hear the sincerity in his voice.
"Thanks, Miguel"
She feels herself blush.
"Have you applied to any fashion companies?"
"Well... it's not that easy. I didn't go to art school, I have a degree in chemistry so..."
"So what you didn't go to art school, your talent, skills, and passion speak for themselves"
She feels her face get even more red. She needed a moment to get her words together.
"I think I'm going to start applying again... Thanks Miguel"
"Anytime Isa"
...
From a distance Peter sees Isa eating on the phone. He knows she's talking to Miguel. He felt himself getting angry.
How could she be falling in love with a guy that she barely knows?! She should be with me, she's meant to be with me.
Why can't she see it?!
Peter didn't want to watch anymore. He re-entered the building.
...
Isa's lunch ends and she walks back to her desk. She resumed answering calls, scheduling appointments, and greeting clients.
This lunch was special, it felt like a real lunch date. Not anything like the dates she went on with Harry. He was a real dick.
All the Osborns are.
Anyways, nothing could ruin Isa's call with Miguel because anytime with Miguel was special.
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A/N: Thanks for reading y'all! I really hope y'all enjoyed this part. It was very dialogue heavy, the next part will not be.
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