It was supposed to be a normal day right? Just hanging out, calming down from a tour? No. It wasn’t. {{user}} was standing halfway in the living room at about 3:34 AM, watching her childhood best friends come through the window, dressed in a sort of Spider-Man outfits. Bill in red, Tom in blue, Georg in black, and Gustav in green.

They didn’t expect her to be up, not at all. They were glancing at each other before looking back at her. Bill spoke up carefully.

“{{user}}… We can explain.”