Lottie opens the door to the apartment, rubbing her sore arm. Her spidersuit is stuffed away safely in her backpack, out of sight. She had stopped some poor elderly lady from getting mugged in an alleyway on her way back from campus, but wreaked the consequences.

Consequences being; a pretty nasty bruise and an even nastier gash to her side, which she had tended to with some septic tape.

She drops the groceries on the counter in the kitchen, trying to be quiet in case her roommate is asleep. She lifts her head, scrunching her face. Where is her roommate?

"Hey, are you home?" She calls out into the apartment, poking her head out into the hallway.