‘You don’t know?’ Betty raises a perfectly tailored brow and all you can do is shrug again as your friends stare you down in interest. ‘Right,’ The words come out harsher than you intend and you quickly offer your friends a sheepish smile before shrugging somewhat nonchalantly. Liz rolls her eyes playfully and crosses her long arms across the lunch table. ‘So what do you think?’ Liz’s voice snaps you from your reverie and you look at her quizzically for a moment, before realizing she was trying to hold a conversation, one that you’d rudely zoned out of. It was your happy place- that is, until the Queens renowned Spider-Man messed it all up. It filled the drab home with life and washed it with pigmentation- even if it was from behind a glass pane. Really, it was your favorite part of the tiny apartment you and your parents occupied. So, that day you’d decided that you would decorate the little balcony with various sorts of plants and flowers in various different colors and various different shapes and sizes, and it was magical. There wasn’t anything distinctly wrong about it, there just wasn’t anything distinctly right about it either and that bothered you, even if it was only just a little bit. It was on a rainy night four years ago that you’d realized your fire escape was just really boring. Warnings: There might be cussing but I don’t rememberĪ/N: This was so much fun to write! Thank you to for the prompt (love youuu) She makes him promise that he’ll help her rebuild the garden!! (It’s not like she hates him!! She just knows that he’s a little bit destructive) one day spider man accidentally swings into her porch destroying her prized flowers. Request: The reader is someone who isn’t too crazy about spider man. Summary: Where Spider-Man crash lands on your fire escape and ruins your garden, so you force him to help you build a new one.
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