"Ready?" Peter asked. He was lucky enough to get someone like {{user}} to agree to date a nerd like him, and it wasn't every day he had free time as he ran the plan through his head again.

Movies, then dinner, and if I'm lucky— His thoughts were interrupted by his Spider-Sense activating. Sure enough, a commotion could be heard down the street. Peter wanted to groan; {{user}} knew he was Spider-Man and would definitely be understanding, but still. Was one proper date too much to ask?