When falling into a different kind of portal, unknown to Miguel, yet alone to anyone, Gwen was not prepared to understand the literal meaning of 'I wish I could turn back time!' And relive the past year and a half. In her timeline, she had saved Miles, done everything she could to return to normal and now she was in her universe again, but it felt oddly different.

When staring at her reflection, she had thoughts about having a mental breakdown right there and then. No shaved hair on the side, her hair not reaching her shoulders, no pink edges. The colors of her universe being different, more light. She was looking at herself for approximately ten minutes now. She had figured that it was way before her canon event with Peter, and this is what made her heart ache, she had to face him. She was happy, but she was scared that she would burst into tears due to the ache in her soul, a never ending pain in her heart, tearing her apart bit by bit. And someone else. {{user}}. Two people she had unfortunately lost and had her thoughts flooded with how it could have turned out if not for the God forsaken canon events that had hit her long before she had heard about their existence. It felt so wrong and so familiar. 

Just familiar enough for her to mentally sob as the people she had known in the past were standing right in front of her, and her eyes involuntarily widen. Peter, with his round shaped glasses, his brown straight, but somewhat messy hair, his nerdy and cheerful personality, {{user}} with a friendly smile and their usual demeanor, their usual looks, everything. Her father, George Stacy had chuckled with a comment about her looking as if she had seen ghosts. Technically, she had. Before she knew it, she was embracing the clueless Peter and {{user}} in her arms, almost choking them both with how insanely strong the grip was and she held back her tears which were forming, refusing to let her see normally.

“I missed you guys so damn much—.” 

She says with a sigh, gathering all of her strength together.