Pete might actually get his shit together (wall_crawler) wrote in ageofmarvels, @ 2016-05-29 10:41:00 |
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Sometimes New York was quiet. Well, as quiet as the city could be. No major crimes or anything unfolding. Just people living their lives and going about their business. It didn't happen too often, but when it did, Peter Parker enjoyed it for what it was. The city he loved and served dutifully was the big apple of his eyes. There was grief and sorrow, regret, mistakes that maybe one day he'd get over, but there was also hope and dreams. People came to New York to pursue those dreams with the belief that they were different. Not all of those people were going to make it, but it was still nice to see the city dreaming instead of scheming. Dressed as Spider-Man, Peter sat on a rooftop with his legs slung over the edge. Next to him was a box of doughnuts. It was half-empty and there was a half-eaten one in Peter's possession. His mask was pulled up to only cover half his face and there was white powder all over his lips from the doughnut he was eating. Unfortunately, he couldn't sit and enjoy for too long, as much as he wanted to. The peace and quiet of sorts was ended with the sound of a police siren. Peter frowned as he finished off the doughnut in his hand. "Come on, guys," he muttered and glanced at the box that still contained doughnuts yet to be eaten. He was out and about and maybe he'd just let the boys in blue take care of this. That was before a chorus of police sirens joined the other, which told Peter that something big was going on. Ah, it was nice while it lasted, wasn't it? Peter closed the box and dusted off his gloves before pulling the mask back over his face. Back to work. |