There is venom infused in my fang-shaped maws, but I was born this way. Aka, You move to New York and you're pretty broke so you apply for a coffee shop, one night, the Spider-Man is at your window. He listens to you talk about your lonely life, and decides to do something about it. The next day, you're training the new employee, Peter Parker. Previously titled "Karma TM" (Just as a warning, English is my second language so I'm so sorry for any typos or mistakes in spelling!) Also on ao3!
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