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Paige is sat on the floor, near the window, leaning on the wall. Tony is next to her. The two chat mindlessly.

"...and then I said, I don't even like lobster!" She says, as you walk in. Tony laughs. "Oh, hi, Y/N. Come join us."

You take a seat next to her. "What was that about lobster?" You ask.

"Oh, just something that happened a while ago. How are you?"

"Not bad." You sigh. "Why are you on the floor, anyway?"

"Cos I have ADHD. The floor is my home." She says.

"I'm on the floor because Paige is on the floor." Tony says. "And you're here for the same reason. And I will admit it's quite nice down here."

"See, I'm always right." She smiles, resting her head on his shoulder. He shakes his head.

"So, Y/N, what's new with you?"

"Not much. The weather's getting cold, isn't it?"

"Yeah." He nods. "It's coat season! My favourite!"

"You two are so boring." Paige says. "Talk about interesting things or I'll fall asleep."

"No, you won't. Sometimes the weather is simply the only thing to discuss." Tony says. Paige closes her eyes and mimics snoring. "Paige..."

"The weather is boring, Tony."

He sighs and shakes his head. "You act like a petulant child sometimes, Paige."

"I know you love me really." She smiles. "And so does Y/N."

You hum in agreement. "Hey, it's gonna be Halloween soon. Are you dressing up?"

"No way." Tony scoffs.

"I am." Paige smiles.

"Thought you might." He rolls his eyes. "Isn't all a bit... childish?"

"What's wrong with that, Tony? I know you, of all people, need to let your inner child out once in a while." She says.

"I don't have an inner child." He responds gruffly. "And if I did, he would have no interest in dressing up." 

"Come on, Tony, don't be a killjoy. Dress up! Dress up with me and Y/N!"

"As what?"

"Something creative." She hums for a moment. "I've got it! We'll all dress up as our mental illnesses! Tony, you could go an an inferiority complex!

Tony blinks. "I don't have..." He pauses, before taking a deep breath and smiling. "Which one of yours will you choose?"

"Touché..." she thinks. "We could all create an alter ego and go as them! Ok, for me, mine would be called Rosabelle, and she has the power for her drawings to come to life, and she also-"

"Paige, love, please shush." He says. "You talk too much."

"Do I talk too much or are you just dull?"

He sighs. "Enough on the matter. You two dress up if you want to, I am not."

She nods and hums. "Are we having a Halloween party? We have to have one!"

"I'm sick of the subject. I'm going for a walk." Tony gets up and walks out of the room.

"I always seem to annoy him." She says after he's left.

"Well, he's just a dick with no interests other than clocks and chess and dull things."

"Yeah. Tony's a wanker." She lies down, in your lap. "He's a fit wanker, though."

"Fit?" You play with her long hair. It's coloured all kinds of different colours.

"Yeah." She sighs softly. "Oh, that feels lovely, Y/N. Basically, yeah, Tony being a dick is kind of hot. Plus, he's one of my friends and I would bed all my friends."

"Surely him being a dick would backfire in the long run."

She shrugs. "He's really sweet usually. Sometimes I bang on and it gets a bit annoying, I get it." She sighs. "Do you find me boring?"

"I couldn't." You say. You don't know why your cheeks heat up. "I love your rambles."

She smiles. "Good. Someone has a brain." Paige stands up and leaves.