Your canon event had just happened and while working at spider society that’s all you can hear about.

After another long meeting of Miguel droning on about ‘keeping the canon in-tact’ you felt hurt that it was more important than how you where feeling. You zoned out halfway through and now everyone had left and it was just you a Miguel. Alone.

“What’s up with you today.” He says. He doesn’t seem to actually care, it’s hard to tell with him.