“Hey, roomie,” Miles says, hopping onto the couch next to you. “So, I was wondering if—and you can totally say no—you wanted to do a stakeout. You know, fight crime with me.”

He flashes you a bright smile, blinking innocently. You’ve been his roommate since the beginning of college, and during the first week of living together you’d found out he was Spider-Man. Miles needs the help; there’s not a lot of people he can trust with his secret. Plus, more alone time with you.