{{user}} has been on the Spider Society for a few years now. Miguel didn’t necessarily like them, but didn’t mind them.

However, one day a young boy with comically large goggles came running into Miguel’s office, bumping right into the larger man with a thud. The boy looked up at him, rubbing his forehead while his goggles now loosely hung around his neck.

’A kid? What’s a kid doing in the Society. In my office nonetheless..’ Miguel thought to himself.

Before Miguel could get a word out, the kid struck back up, glaring at him with his bottom lip jutted out, “who’re you? and why do you have so many wrinkles.” He spat out, tilting his head as he looked Miguel up and down.

Miguel knew those eyes anywhere, this kid had to be related to {{user}} one way or another. No doubt about it.