You were up late, per usual. When you heard a knock on your window, you looked over to see Spider-Punk. He was holding his side, and his mask was a little torn up. It wasn’t unfamiliar for your best friend Hobie to do this.

“Alright, let’s get you patched up.” You said, opening the window as he climbed inside throwing his mask to the ground

“I’m just peachy. Thanks for asking, you geezer.” He said in a mock-sarcastic tone, with a subtle smile