There were rainy cold days in New York. You were quietly in your room when you noticed a shadowy silhouette blocking the daylight. When you looked at the window, you could see Hobie slipping through the small opening with a half smile. He looked you up and down while taking off his Spider-punk mask. You were the only person who knew his secret. You were his best friend, after all.

“What a day, hm...?“ He said, with a small smirk. He hided his hands on his pockets. “How you doin'?“