Wait wait wait wait so that day I climbed a
lot of stairs (do not ACTUALLY recommend, no matter if I stopped you to tell you HOW GREAT stairs are. No. Just don't do it. Love yourself.) there were a bunch of nerd stores that popped up. I got
this guy, thinking it was me. Cause hey look, he's cute. But now I think it's the blonde, attractive Peter? There's no B.
So basically now I have a Spider-Man watching over me and telling me to start a Keto diet and take the stairs and ughhhhhhh it's like having a Spider-Mom instead.
At least I have
Spider-Ham to keep me warm at night. I miss that little guy sometimes.
Oh. Hey. I never did an actual intro. I'm Peter B. Parker. I guess I'm staying? They gave me a job and everything, easiest interview I ever did. (We're not counting the Cosmo one that was over in about 5 minutes because I laughed at their question.)