Who: Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy What: What kind of doctors are like spiders? Where: Gwen's house When: Today
Okay Miles was sick, and the other Peters were sick and Gwen was sick, and by the sounds of it a lot of the others in town were pretty sick. Peter was - look he was tired, and maybe he had a little bit of a sniffle and maybe he was squinting a little bit more than usual lately - but he was fine. He could handle this, he could hand out kleenexes and make sure that Miles got some food and be the actual adult for a little while at least.
And part of that was checking in on Gwen, because though he had no doubt that she was being taken care of - she was with Tony after all, and Peter had complete faith in Tony's ability to make sure that Gwen was good he wanted to check in on her himself.
So there he was with his box of tissues as he raised a hand to knock on her door before he was pushing it open, "Hey there," He said with a small grin, "I heard you were a little under the weather." As if it was as simple as that, as if any of them should be getting sick in the first place. Sickness hadn't really been a thing for him since the bite, he was usually in top form unless he'd taken a particularly bad fall or hit, but that wasn't the same as something like this. "I come bearing gifts." He said holding out the box for her to see.