Tired happiness noises-- Bigger uwu.

O̶O̶C̶ My muse is fully back, and I'm here to shitpost.

End them.

Oops. Adopting Gwen-Poole? Fairly likely.

Caffeine addiction Spidey, is a mediocre Spidey. But, thank you. Not like she had much of a choice, it's already in progress. Well. He's not dumb.

She means-- Sweet, right?

And to think he was going to bring milkshakes over for the initiation. Not anymore.

Is he-- Okay?

Well. Don't be?

S t op that.

S t o p. He can't do that either--

Then, he needs to find a hobby. Other than the graffiti, because us Spiders are supposed to be a good example.

Every Spider. Has to help the city, otherwise they're no better than what they fight. Kid, it's the city that never sleeps. Everything is a possibility.

Well, that's like.. Quite literally his job. So, how does he feel about a book club?

He's a nerd-- Okay, then what's cool?

This was certainly a surprise, not even his Peter Tingle notified him-- A good surprise. He stumbled back a bit, immediately wrapping his arms around her as well. He thought she had packed her bags.

Well, he's glad he came back just in time for this. Towering over the shorter being, as he wrapped his arms around her. A wide grin growing on his face. He's always ready to cry-- If she even starts, could luck getting him to stop. " Of course!-- Really think I can stay away? "

Bold of him to assume that B is not also bored, and devoid of energy.

Shrug. Maybe.

Peter B everytime he shitposts.