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“You’re *shocking* kidding me.” A voice rang out, clear as day. Despite how you strained your ears, you couldn’t make out the reply, the low timbre and volume of the voice causing the words to blend together into a hum that you couldn’t translate into anything resembling a language you knew. The other voice, however, the original one? That you could catch snippets of, as the owner of said voice appeared to get more and more irritated.
“... seriously? Think you can just… absolutely out of your shocking *mind*, I… a good thing I’m so *shocking nice*, and not a *douchebag like you!*”
The voice came into clear view as a man stomped down the hallway and entered the living room of the apartment, glaring at you. He was fairly tall, with dark eyes and wavy hair kept out of his face by what you originally thought was a headband- but at a second glance, it appeared to be goggles. His hands were shoved in his pockets, and his chin was tucked into the striped scarf around his neck as he glared at you.
Your attention was drawn away from him as the figure that had dropped you through the window of the apartment, the Spider-Man, followed him out, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing. Spider-Man turned to you, nodded- and almost before you could fully register what was happening, he was gone, back out the window that you two had come in through, swinging away through the streets of Nueva York.
God, what a day. You turned your attention back to the stranger who’s apartment you had just been dropped off at.
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