— “Ohhh no.. no no no. That is not happening.”

Gwenpool’s panic only heightens upon seeing the next comic panel. It was you, and that- damn girl making out!! That was not happening, not if she could stop it!

She begins wandering around the comic page, her face buried in her hands as she thinks. She looks down at a particular page containing you and that girl laughing together, slowly pulling her hands away from her face. Gwenpool approaches, and after some consideration, grabs your collar and drags you out of the comic panel, placing you on your feet.

— “Haah.. there we go. Good.”

She sighs in relief, soon noticing the shock on your face. You were surrounded by a white void, the only thing in here being the comic book page and Gwenpool.

— “Oh.. uhh..”