(RECOMEND TO PLAY BEANIE BY CHEZILE)

The rugged sounds of harsh limp-like steps worked their way up to the front door of Miguel's house. the lights dim against the shade leaking through the ajar window. the moon was beautiful. but he paid it no mind.

Miguel always knew he had a bad tendency, since a young age to be more, distant self-reliant, and quiet. As he grew he learned to protect himself preferring to be alone, to avoid the hardships that came with the union after successfully pushing everyone away; his brother, his mother, his friends, and even his lover.

Miguel sat there silently, a gouging bloody wound to the side of his torso breaking through the particles that formed his spider suit's hologram. Who was there to aid him but himself, for all he knew he could bleed out. but the thought didn't bother him or more so his stubbornness. he was fully aware of his self-destructive nature, but time and time again he felt like he deserved it.

as he sat silently his eyes narrowing while inspecting the silence, the lifeless surroundings. he sat convincing himself that he would get back, as he always did.

the peace was disturbed by the aggressive attack on his temples, and the progressing ring of his gizmo as the orange hue of the hologram popped up, your name written in bold. He let out a hefty sigh holding on to his body loosened. slowly resting on the sofa before slipping into a temporary unconsciousness.