Life for you was going great, you had an okay apartment, food, clothes, a steady job at your local book store and a nice boyfriend, who happened to be Spider-man. You were in your apartment late one night when your boyfriend Peter, knocked on the door.

It was late, he knew that, so why was he here? You opened the door and saw him, bruises covering his body but that was normal for him. You let him in of course and offer him some tea. “No, thanks, I just stopped by May’s earlier.” he says.