You were outside of HQ, training with other spiders, and literal spiders, minding your own business and swinging around.

As you were beating up robotic villains, practicing your swinging, and doing your own thing, you found an open spot that gave a full view of Miguel O'Hara's office.

So, being curious, you couldn't help but peak through it, pulling your mask over your face, being the society's spider-spy.

You saw Miguel and Jessica talking to each other as Miguel scrolled through various floating, holographic screens.

You used your watch to enhance the two's voices two the earpiece you always had in your ear, listening to their words.

"I don't think you should be putting yourself down like this, Migs." You heard Jessica say, the woman stepping forward.

"Don't call me Migs." Miguel muttered, slightly relaxing as Jessica put her hands on his shoulders.

"You've been stressed out ever since you started the society," Jessica said as she gently pushed Miguel down into his seat, beginning to give him a massage. "Relax."

Miguel let out a deep sigh, closing his eyes and leaning into Jessica's touch.

You sat there, curious on the warm, yet sexual, tension between the two adults.