𝒮𝘗𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘠

It didn’t. Even he knew that. Peter couldn’t brood. If he tired, it came more off as a toddler sulking. But there’s a point for trying, right? Participation rewards count. Slender shoulders sway, feet subconsciously attacking an innocent pebble to stalemate growing nerves. +

There’s a low rumble, as if he is grumbling and attempting his hand upon a brooding demeanour. It fails. Tremendously so. Peter is terrible when it comes to hiding emotions. With her, especially. “Ahuh.” Chin rises and his heart beats, pounding at it’s organic cage. Resolve is +

Heh——. There’s a smile that arises upon his lips in seconds, aglow with goofiness. It’s far too seductive, the way she rises. Webs. Felicia stalks closer, the Spider feeling a lump slowly overtake his throat. He doesn’t dare back away, give her ammo. A claw drags across his +

His masks hides the surprise that is soon laden upon pale features. Such a voice is painfully finials, sets the hairs upon his neck at attention. “Felicia?” It’s more of a statement of disbelief than anything else. “W-What are you doing here?” White eyes of his mask stare, +