A Peter Parker x Reader Drabble
A/N: This is a thank you gift for @riseofthehufflepuffs because she’s my best friend and the greatest person I know and I wanted to write a Peter fic for her for always supporting and being there for me. So, if there are any weird specifics that don’t pertain to you, well, they’re meant for C.
You hated working, no, hate wasn’t a strong enough word. You loathed it. You weren’t Hillary Duff from A Cinderella Story, you didn’t work in a diner where the popular kids would come to and joke about calories. You worked in a nearby chain restaurant that forced you to interact socially with people you didn’t always care to talk to. Men making awkward flirtatious comments, judgemental stares from people when you ask them to repeat an order, mom’s getting angry at their socially awkward kid for not being able to pick out something to eat; you despised it.
What sucked the most was when your peers would come around. Not your friends, no, they were always supportive; your peers, on the other hand, were mysterious. You didn’t always care what people thought of you, but watching them walk away and whispering, you couldn’t help but think it was about you. That they thought you were beneath them because you were the same age and you had to work.