Being a spider person was hard. Especially when every single night, you had to chase the black cat and try to get her to drop her goods.

Tonight was one of those nights, and you finally managed to catch her, hanging her from one of your webs on a lamppost.

“Nice to see you, spider.” She snickers, that stupid smirk on her face that you wanted to wipe off so bad. At least you got her to drop the money.