"and everybody's watching her but she's looking at you"
in which rory morais befriends someone she never thought she would, and gets thrown into a world of chaos and webs.
( PETER PARKER X FEM!OC )
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ONCE RORY WALKED OFF, PETER RACED AFTER THE SUITED MAN. As he nonchalantly followed the man, he made sure to stay a few feet back.
Hiding behind a wall, the Parker boy watched as the man typed a code for a door, once opened, two men in hazmat suits walked out.
When they left the hallway, Peter snuck over and typed the passcode. Smiling slightly when it worked, he looked around and slipped into the room.
Upon entering, Peter caught sight of a rack of hazmat suits, and machines manufacturing little bullet like objects. Another machine to the right seemed to be making...spider webs?
Walking to the left, Peter looked into a purple tinted room with what looked like one hundred spiders. Opening the door, the young man walked into the room and gasped at all the insects.
Flicking a web, the machine stopped and all the spiders started to fall. Peter made sure not to scream in terror and instead wiggled and smacked all the spiders off of his body. Well, almost all of the spider.
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AS HE TRIED TO SNEAK OUT THE SAME WAY RORY WENT, Peter was trapped by Gwen. He chuckled and pointed behind him, trying to come up with a lie, but none came as easily to him as they did for the Morais girl.
"Alright, give me the badge." Gwen held her hand out expectingly. Peter sighed and unclipped the name tag.
"Sorry." He mumbled as he handed it to the blonde. She took it with an unreadable, mother-like, look and walked away. On the back of his neck, Peter felt a bite.
Gasping out in pain, his hand went immediately to his neck, but he played it off when Gwen turned back around.
As he left the Oscorp building, he couldn't help but continuously rub at his neck. What the hell bit him?
While on the subway, Peter had payed out on a bench and closed his eyes. He couldn't help but notice that he was noticing a lot more than usual. That really showed itself when the boy awoke from a water drop hitting his nose.
Jumping up, the beer bottle a man had placed on his forehead flipped over and splashed the girl next to him, drenching her in the alcohol.
When he thought he had rolled to the ground, he noticed everything was upside down, and that he was actually on the ceiling of the train.
