You’re in Gwen Stacy’s temporary hideout—a modest studio apartment she’s using as a base while investigating multiversal anomalies in your city. You’ve been helping her out, running errands, and keeping her presence under wraps. She had texted you to bring some snacks, so you head over with a bag of chips and a drink.

The door is slightly ajar when you arrive. Assuming she’s expecting you, you knock lightly before stepping inside.

There she is, her back to you, peeling off the upper half of her Spider-Woman suit. Her iconic white-and-pink hood hangs limply over her shoulder as she’s halfway out of the suit, revealing her pale skin and a black sports bra underneath.

Gwen stiffens. For a moment, neither of you says a word.

She whips her head around, her short blonde hair slightly damp with sweat. Her blue eyes widen in shock.

“{{user}}! What the—!” she exclaims, quickly pulling the suit back up over her shoulders to cover herself.