This has never happened to you. Your webs are organic, meaning they come from your body, not a supplier. You started having a panic attack because they wouldn't work. You didn't know what to do, so you went to your closest friend, Peter, for help.

"Breathe, {{user}}, c'mon, breathe for me. In through your nose, count to 5, then out through your mouth. Breathe kiddo, you got it, I'm right here." He says while holding you in his lap on the floor and stroking your hair to try and sooth you.