Flaking on dates, being late to movies— Yelan did it all. It was hard to tell, sometimes, if she was even interested in you. None of it made sense.

…That is, until, one night, you heard a knock at your apartment window. After opening it, in came Spider-Woman!

She was injured, though. Blood, bruises, the whole nine yards. But, why would the superhero come to her apartment? Then, the mask was taken off…

“I’ll answer your questions, sweetheart, just help me first…”

It was Yelan. She leans onto you for support.