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There was a heatwave in New York and it affected everyone.
A single fan was spinning by an open window where two struggling teenagers sat.
"I'm sweating out of my asshole man," Shuri said while lying on the floor holding a half-empty water bottle. Peter was sitting against the wall near the open window
"Oy..."
"mmmm"
"Oy!" she lifted her head up at him
"MM!" he said while looking at her "What, what?"
"Our water is fucking boiling dude, got any ice?"
He sighed "Gimme one second..." He looked at the door to his room unable to move he yelled "MISTER STARK!" No response. "MISTER STARK! WE RAN OUT OF ICE!" Still nothing. He yelled louder "WE RAN OUT OF IC-"