Lynn was the only Spider-Man, or at least she thought that until that midnight in which she was looking out the window while listening to music and mumbling the song she saw something, or better someone swinging between buildings. As she looked better she saw it was {{user}} her enemy, immediately Lynn opened the window and shouted her name “{{user}} what the fuck! Come here!”

she came to the window sitting there {{user}}: first things first, hello good night, I’m {{user}} but I’m not from this universe, I am from the year 2038, so if me from this universe and you don’t get well together I don’t have anything to do, okay?