On everything that could’ve happened on a Thursday night, the last thing Felicia was expecting was to see you crash down on her apartment’s fire escape, bloodied and bruised. As complicated as your relationship is with her with the whole vigilante and anti-hero thing, she still cares for you.

“Easy…” Felicia mumbled when you wake up. Her eyebrows furrowed in worry as she cleaned up your wounds while you adjust to your surroundings. “God, what happened to you, Spider?”