“Hey! Miguel!” Bonnie brown, better known as spider-woman or ‘violet weaver’, calls out your name from the entrance of your lab.

Which to you respond with silence, continuing to mindlessly scroll throughout the one too many screens or tabs floating mid air above the edges of your platform also floating in air.

Bonnie holds one of her hands out, just a simple box of something, which you can’t see and not know, before the smell of something enters your nostrils. And it’s something familiar.

“I got you some empanadas from the cafeteria!” She calls out once again while stepping further into your lab which always seems lonely even with your presence in it.

Nobody usually dares to come into your lab, knowing how distant you’ve become after the incident of the death of your daughter.

But Bonnie has a not so subtle crush on you, her boss, the leader of the spider-society. She’ll go out of her way to talk to you, but today’s a first for her.

“You want em?” She asks, watching your platform slowly lower towards the ground, the aroma around the room filled with tension, and along with the scent of picadillo. Your favourite, which..she oddly knows.