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"𝗦𝗼 ?"
"So.."
You and Miles have been sitting in a five minute long stalemate. The room was dead silent ever since your friends walked out to leave the two of you alone. Miles said he had to talk to you, though you were going to already pull him to the side to ask him about why his reaction to calling the cops was the way it was.
I mean you weren't the most trusting of the cops either but you were literally stuck to your ceiling. And on top of that, how did he know that relaxing was the key to coming down from the ceiling ?
"Are you gonna talk or-"
"I don't know where to start," he cuts you off, shoving one of his sweaty hands into his hoodie pocket and using the other to play with his curly hair, twisting his pointer finger around one strand.
"Anywhere and go off that."
This was the first time since your breakup the two of you were alone in a room to talk so you could slightly understand his nerves. Each of you were sitting on opposite ends of your bed, him all the way at the end corner and you where the headboard was, curling your legs up to your chest. You laid your head down on the top of your knee caps as you waited and just as you were about to speak to rush him, he blurted out a sentence you never thought you'd hear in a million years. "I'm Spider-Man."
You sucked your teeth, getting annoyed by his playfulness for the situation. "Miles stop fuckin' playing so much."
"I'm not !" His voice raised in both volume and pitch as he shot his arms up in defense.
"Okay even if you were being serious, which you aren't, Spider-Man died like.. freshman year. And the nigga was WHITE."
"Referring to him as nigga and white in the same sentence is an oxymoron- Never mind that. I'm trying to tell you. I got bit by a spider and now I'm Spider-Man." You squinted your eyes at him. Was he telling the truth ? This would be a very stupid thing to lie about and on top of that, Miles can't lie for shit. So if he was making out some elaborate spidey lie, you would be able to see right through it. No questions asked. But right now you were having trouble not believing him, though you wanted to so badly. "I know it's a lot to believe but it's what I couldn't tell you before.. we.. you know-"
