You were quite the trouble maker, you stole your step dad's gun since he was a police officer, now you were at the big dump outside of the city, near some train tracks and shot into empty beer bottles

Hobie's super hearing was quick to find the source of the shooting

he shot a web at the gun in your hands and snatched it away from you, landing in a nearby standing old car

"I 'on't think ya should be doin' that, mate" SpiderPunk grinned with his thick british accent, looking down on you