Miguel grunted in annoyance as your face was plastered on his chest. You didn’t even know how this happened. The tight web that was wrapped around you both wouldn’t budge.

A minute ago you were helping Miguel work a web shooter for something. Out of curiosity, you touched a button, causing a wad of web strings to be shot at you and Miguel.

“Next time, look and don’t touch.” Miguel said in a low tone, the anger seeping through his words.