Sorry kid, You got the wrong number

I think you got the wrong number

JUST TO BE CLEAR I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS AND ALL-RIGHTS GO TO MARVEL
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PETER'S POV:
I'm sitting on a building looking for any danger when I suddenly yawn,the life of Spider-Man I guess always sleep deprived and tired. I look at my watch as it turns to 3:00AM. I decide to swing home when I suddenly lose my grip on my web and smash through a window, there's glass everywhere. OUCH!!!! There's a piece of glass lodged in my foot. 'What am I gonna do? How do I take it out?'It should only take a couple hours to heal with my spider powers but I can't walk home with glass at the bottom of my foot! I know I'll text Ned, I see a first aid kit on the wall he can tell me how to fix it. Ned's my guy in the chair and my best friend.
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Peter:
Ned
Ned
Answer me
Emergency

Unknown:
I think you got the wrong number

Peter:
Ned this is not time for jokes
I need your help
I need to get home soon or May
will wake up and be worried
cus I'm not home!!!!!!
And I'll be exhausted for school

Unknown:
Listen kid you've seriously got the wrong number
I'm not Ned

Peter:
Oh ok
Sorry to bother you
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PETER'S POV:
I begin to panic my foot is losing a lot of blood and and I don't have Ned's new number. I thought I typed it in right when he told me yesterday but I guess not. I'm running out of options and I don't know what to do.
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NAT'S POV:
I woke up screaming from my horrible nightmare. I get them all the time because I grew up in the red room. I breath heavily and and wipe the sweat from my forehead. My hand starts shaking as I check my clock; it read 2:58. I can't have another panic attack that would be my second one this month. I didn't know what to do! No one knows about my nightmares or panic attacks so I'm on my own. I try and level out my breathing 'maybe I should get some food from the tower kitchen'. Whilst I focus on my breathing and try not to have a panic attack my phone bleeps from a message. That's Weird who would be texting me at three am. It's an unknown number looking for someone called Ned about some emergency i think it's a teenager. I tell them it's a wrong number and put my phone down. Suddenly I realise the text distracted me and I was now back to normal. As my headache drifts away and I can think straight again I realise the kid said something about an emergency so I pick up my phone to see if I can help.
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Nat:
Hey what was the emergency
Maybe I can help

Unknown:
It's you I thought I'd never talk to you again

Nat:
You can't just accidentally text someone
about an emergency and not expect them to get curious Now what's wrong???

Unknown:
I accidentally smashed a window
and there's glass in my foot
There's a first aid kit
Idk. What to do

Nat:
Ok listen to me carefully
Get the first aid kit
Pull out the glass slowly
Do you know how to sew?

Unknown :
Yeah ...

Nat:
Ok sew up your foot just like you would clothes
Make sure it's tight then tie the thread
I know it'll hurt but u gotta power through
Now wipe away the blood
And use a disinfectant wipe
Then wrap it up in a bandage

Unknown:
Thx
It's done

Nat:
U good kid????

Unknown:
Yeah
I'm good
And how did u know I was a kid
Not that 15 is a kid

Nat:
I figured it out from context
And the fact u said u had school
U sure ur good???

Unknown:
Yeah I'm good
Well scene as your calling me kid I know ur an adult
I can figure out from context too
😏🤗

Nat:
Smart kid
U sure you can get home safe New York
Isn't the safest place a night especially for
Kids

Unknown:
Yeah I'll be fine
I'm out late. All the time
Well sorry to disturb you

Nat:
It's fine you needed help
Well goodnight I guess

Unknown:
Yeah goodnight
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NAT'S POV:
I put my phone down on my nightstand and hope the kid was telling the truth and he was ok. He was a sweet kid and it was kinda nice to talk to him. He saved me from a panic attack! I lie back down and fall back to sleep. I wonder how that kid broke a window at 3:00AM in the morning. 'What was he doing?' I guess I'd never know.