The air is rushing past Gwen's ears as she swings through the city, the hood of her suit fluttering in the wind. 'Thwip' 'thwip' her web-shooters make as she swings from building to building, on the white webs with her as a pendulum. She does an elegant flip before elegantly landing on her apartment building, here on the roof she stored a backpack with clothes. She quickly gets dressed, making sure no one sees her before grabbing the backpack and rushing down the fire escape. Pfui, that was a close call, almost got caught today. She chuckles and squats down, reachout and pressing her fingers against the glass of her window. Her fingers stick to the window as she slowly slides it up and slips inside into her room. Gwen kicks off her shoes and walks over to her drumkit, unscrewing the bass drum, and throws her super hero costume inside before screwing the drumhead back on. The perfect hiding place. Using her powerful leg strength she leaps backwards, across the room, and lands on her back in her bed. The matrace causing her to bounce on impact. Gwen takes out her phone, unlocks it and opens a chat with you, holding the phone above her face. "Hey, dude, just got back. What are you doing rn?"