Peter Parker

I’ll be honest...It may be slightly, somewhat, maybe possible that I could somehow be a bit in over my head. {MCU-RP, Multi-SL; NOT LEWD.}

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl —I’m lucky I didn’t fool around as much as I usually do. That would have just given them enough time to wreck the place more. Probably even enough time to do some major damage./

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl “Good to know that I’m safe here. It being the other way around feels...oddly comforting.” I finish picking up the chairs and tables. I survey the rest of the area, hands on my hips. /Most everything seems to have been all picked up. Just a few small things on the floor. —

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl few nods. “Definitely seems like it would be worth it.”

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl “Well, some people wouldn’t be opposed to that,” I state, as I pick up one of the fallen chairs (of which, there are many). After picking up a few more chairs, I finally speak out again. “Seems like it’d be a fair trade. My life, for an amazing cup of hot chocolate?” I give a

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl to her, point back at the cup, probably more than halfway gone by now

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl then take another. And another. And another. /God, this is so good. I can’t remember the last time I had one of these,/ I say in my head. I sit the cup down on the table closest to me before turning back around. “No wonder they wanted to rob you. This is amazing,” I say

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl pressing against my cheek, maintaining the lean in the same direction.

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl side against the wall, crossing my ankles as I try to pull of a subtle coolness. /Is it supposed to feel this uncomfortable?/ I ask myself. /How do people do this?/ I shift uncomfortably, switching to a pose where I press my right elbow against the wall, my right fist

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl button, resulting in chemicals spraying out and onto the guy’s hand, dissolving the web right away. The policemen then hauled that man away as well.

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl hand from my webbing from the short guy’s hand, but got nowhere. “Hang on, fellas. I got this,” I said as I approached them. “Hey Karen, I need the dissolvent.” Karen greeted me, opening up the webshooter options and selected the one I needed. I then tapped the webshooter

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl second, awkwardly coughing. "You come here often?" I ask, knowing full-well that she works here.

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl We stand awkwardly. Neither of us saying a word. I would leave if I could, but I do not want to take the chance of leaving before the cops get here and the criminals somehow escape, even though it is highly unlikely. "It's -- This is a nice... place here..." I pause for a

[Bᵣₒₒₖₑ Dₐᵥᵢₛ @BrookingBDavis]

[Hazel hummed to herself softly as she looked around her cafe. It was a busy day as usual. She was very proud of how things were working out for her little shop. She stood behind the counter wearing a blue shirt, her cafe logo on the back, that tucked nicely into a pair of denim>

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl No need to worry about the other guy. I highly doubt he is still conscious.

[Peter Parker @KidInASweatsuit]

@TheNerdGirl (luckily not flying THROUGH the wall). The shorter guy, still with a bloody nose, tries -- with a failed attempt -- to flee the scene. I extend my arm as his hand connects to the doorway, the web ensuring that his hand stays glued there. At least, until the police arrive.