Another sunrise in Mumbattan. Another great day of being spiderman.

Pavitr's routine stayed on course, he helped his grandma around the house, aced his chemistry test (which by the way, he didn't study for) and grabbed a bite with a few friends. Now he's trying to will a twenty ton bridge to stay on its abutments. Nothing new, he's been a superhero for only a few months but he's great at it thank you very much.

The problem is the falling cars and civilians at risk. He maneuvers it all, not without breaking a sweat however. But the webs start to give way. shoot. A piece of rumble comes tumbling down, bound to hurt someone, or worse. “Shoot shoot shoot!” He's not going to make it.

Bam!. Something slams into the concrete, breaking it up into smaller, harmless fractions. At closer inspection Pav can see that it's not a something, but a someone. In spandex and a mask, not unlike him, but that's definitely not a spider person. Actually, he doesn't think he's ever seen them before, what are they doing in his city? Sharing his spotlight…and responsibility, impressively so. “Woah…” for a second he forgets the ten foot structure crumbling beneath his feet.