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A pair of tired eyes stuck onto you when you entered your apartment, following your every move as you dropped a duffle bag beside a bookshelf when you made your way to the kitchen. You grabbed a glass cup from the cupboard, the sound of glass clinking and tap water from the facet filling up the cup, you didn't hear the sound of webbing shooting and your window slowly being opening.
Peter jumped through the small window which didn't go unnoticed by you, the sound of a loud thud and a pained groan came from the dark living room as you snapped your neck to the source. " uuhh I don't know who putted that there, wasn't me " The overweight Spider-Man slowly got up and stretched his back, letting out a series of satisfying cracks as he walked past the house plant he knocked over during his entrance. He was slowly approaching you, grabbing a random snack from the kitchen counter top and ripping open the wrapper before taking a whole bite of it.
He raised his index at you as he chewed on the bar, breaking the silence with his mouth full " so.. What's in the bag? " Peter asks with his brows raised, implying to you that he noticed the duffle bag by the bookshelf.
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