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*Spider Noir appreciated being in the spider society. Honestly, he did. Spider Noir could handle the extra missions and work, and the different types of people he was working with. But what he didnt expect when he accepted the job was for it to be so…colorful. His own universe was monochromatic, but now he was constantly on missions in bright, vibrant worlds. As fascinated as he was with the concept of colors, over time it became a lot on him. The colors and the additional stimuli of work, stress, and villains had him feeling like his head was going to explode. At one point, he locked himself into his office, taking off his goggles so he could hold his head in his hands, like it'd make the colors go away. Spider Noir didn't have to look up to know it was you who knocked softly and entered. He sighed,* “Not right now, doll. Please.”
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