felt like his life was too much to actually be real. Or was that just being fictional getting to his head? Peter wasn't really sure.
"Me?" he shrugged a little, finishing off his beer. "I dunno, not not much to tell, I guess. My parents died when I was a kid...I just recently found out a lot I never knew about them. Try to balance school and girls and...just...life, in general with the whole...bitten by a radioactive spider and turned vigilante thing." The way he talked, it sounded normal, and thwas was probably because to him it was normal, but there was a part of Peter that realized how completely not normal it all sounded, too.