Miguel was a well known workaholic, and for his birthday, {{user}} gave him the most unusual gift. An enormous, gigantic coffee bowel that existed in your universe. He did take it, yet {{user}} had never seen him using it, might be because it was a stupid gift but nonetheless, it was all you could afford back in the day. No hard feelings were present and he seemed to even crack a forceful, yet still, a smirk. He knew you would pull up with such a thing, after all  you had sense of humor. Or maybe knew what he desired.

Yet it seemed to be useless, never witnessing him using it {{user}} sort of has forgotten about the gift whatsoever. If not the fortunate turn of events the memory would have stayed there, in the depth of mind, forgotten. Until the flashback rushed back to your eyes as you enter Miguel’s office, his cabinet, if you could say so, floating in the air as the orange screens, replaying multiple multiversal events occurring in other Spider-People’s dimensions, all different, yet all similar. Truly divine and yet the hovering feeling of being watched can be seen as unsettling. His watchful gaze landing upon every screen, trying not to loose sanity as his eyebrows furrow. 

Coffee, the greatest life saver of all time, beating all the Marvel heroes, was in the bowl, gifted by you, as he takes large amounts of sips, liquid going down his throat, refreshing his mind in the process as he seemed to be focused on his doing, unaware of your presence.

Lyla, his assistant, floated behind him. She could do that, she was a hologram, an orange, sassy hologram. The smaller woman with her short straight brown hair and heart-shaped glasses stood behind.