Peter jogs down the hall, avoiding the likely empty rooms, as he already had a destination in mind. The living room is somewhere that all of the Champions enjoy hanging out when they aren’t resting. So, if he were to wait there, then he’s more likely to be noticed. Heck, this is where he usually hung out with the team when he wasn’t working or on patrol as Spider-Man. However, he did have to spill his secret identity, but the teens promised to keep it a secret.
He eventually made it to the large sofa that sat in front of the tv and began his descent. The tan coloring of the furniture did nothing to hide his suit, but he doubted anyone would notice with the lights off. Thankfully those lights turn as Peter reaches the top of a cushion, meaning someone had entered the room. Using as much strength as he could muster, the tiny hero climbed onto the cushion and turned around to greet the giant.
“Oh no,” Peter says as his Spider-Sense goes off. Not that it mattered much, as he’s too shocked to move with the giant ass of ____ falling towards him.
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