[ @PURREDLUCK ]
[ New York City - 11:13 P.M., Lower Manhattan. ]
[ Descending from above, Spidey lands with grace upon a rooftop, overlooking the busy streets of New York below. However, it wasn't the people of the city he was looking out for right now.
He twists and flips +
a card between his fingers, flat white aside from a cat, drawn in black marker along with the street corner he'd just arrived at. He'd found it on his balcony while on his way in from a regular patrol.
He knew it could be trouble, but there was no way he'd ever leave +
[It'd be easy to keep bullishly chastising her, but he thinks better of it, expending the leftover anger in a big sigh.]
What can I do for ya?
I hope you're not gonna ask me to spin silk for you, cause it doesn't really work like that.