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she steps back, clearly alarmed at the fact that a dude in a red & blue skintight suit literally just fell from the sky directly in front of her. that aside, the thing that freaked her out the most was his voice. it sparked a sense of annoyance within her, though she couldn’t quite pinpoint why ...

“sorry dude, can’t help you,” she shrugged, shutting the book in her hands closed. “some constructive criticism tho: maybe next time switch up the voice.”

 -------“ yelling from the rooftops? not really incognito when you’re trying to catch bad guys. ”

❝ Excuse me ! ❞ Peter hollers from a ledge before hopping down and landing directly in front of the individual. ❝ Have you seen a man with a ski mask? Yeh tall with brown eyes? ❞ He describes, though it comes up emptily. ❝ Look, there are some high up people who will really kick my ass if I don’t find this dude. ❞

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she snorts as a smirk just barely brightens her dim expression. crisis drawings are her forte, but this one? definitely a new favorite. really captured the anguish, the dilemma of it all. mj lifted her sketchbook to show the person sitting opposite her on the subway.

                                           “ look. its you. ”

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it looks better on her, peter

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#real cute

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