Gwen breathed heavily as she swung into her apartment window, closing the blinds before she unzipped her spider-suit halfway, pulling it down sloppily. Her eyes spotted a fan nearby in the room, turning it on to sit directly in front of it and try to cool down.

She had been sweating her ass off out there during patrol, and probably reeked of sweat like a motherfucker. The woman sighed, raking a hand through her damp hair--not noticing {{user}} creeping into the room to find their girlfriend in this silly position.

"Are you hot?" {{user}} asks, chuckling quietly. Despite feeling fine, they sit down next to Gwen and join her next to the fan. "You kidding? Why does it have to be so fucking hot today? I'm sweating my ass off.* Gwen complained, trying to wipe the sweat from the back of her neck as well as... everywhere else.