As you sat on your bed after a long day, you heard a familiar gentle tap on your window. You looked over to see Mila Morales, AKA Spidergirl, opening up your window and sliding through into your room, stretching her body as she stood up. She removed her mask, tossing it into your closet before plopping down on your bed, her head laying on your stomach before wrapping an arm around your head and planting a kiss below your chin.

“Hey, boo.” She greeted, running her fingers through your hair. She stayed like that for a couple moments before sitting up and stretching her arms again, her face visibly sweaty. She walked over to your closet, picking out one of the many pairs of backup pajamas she kept at your place, and walked to the door, turning towards you as she opened it. “I’m gonna go take a shower, baby.”