A shoulder to cry on || Spider Man NWH fanfiction

A shoulder to cry on chapter 1

"That was... AMAZING" My friend yelled while walking on my right. She kept babbling on, talking about how good the movie turned out to be, a cinematic master piece she says. That's Rosana.

"I thought it was very sad..." I exclaimed while sipping on my can of coke.

"I guess it was sad that everyone forgot about Peter and his aunt died but it was still really good right!" She said, her voice getting gradually louder which earned us some looks by passerby's.

"Yeah, you're right" I chuckled at my energetic friend.

"Well, who was your favorite spider man? mines Tobey" my other friend, Isabela, who was quiet throughout our whole conversation said from left.

"Mines Andrew" I said, still sipping on my coke.

"OH, mines Tom of course, if my T-shirt didn't make it obvious already" Rosana said while pulling on her shirt which showed a square picture of Tom Holland.

"Hmm" Isabela hummed with a deadpan look.

"Yeah well, I'm just going to go ahead and take the bus home. Stay safe you guys" I said while waving goodbye to my two friends which earned me a wave and smile from Isabela and shout of "STAY SAFE AND KICK ANY CREEPS IN THE BALLS OKAY" from Rosana, who was waving a bit too hard.

I gave a laugh at my friends antiques while walking away, taking my phone and headphones out of my small black tote bag.

Time passed as I entered my ride, and waited until I saw my stop. When I got home, it was 11pm. My can of coke was empty so I threw it in a nearby bin and walked the rest of the way home, which only took a few minutes.

Taking out my keys, I walked up the stairs towards my apartment. Finally arriving, I opened my door and took of my shoes. 'Today has been nice' I thought to myself as I locked my door and made my way to my room. I'm too lazy to change or shower so I'll just do all that in the morning. I took off my glasses and jumped on my bed, laying flat on my face not caring about how dumb I may look.

I slowly dozed off, all my energy depleting as I was whisked off into a deep sleep.

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"ugh" I mumbled as I started to wake up. I squinted my eyes as I opened my eyes to see only the color white...

'I'm pretty sure that my room is not this bright or well... white' I thought confused. 'Maybe I just need my glasses' I said while fumbling around with my hand.

"Wait..." I said aloud as I finally had a clear enough mind to realize that I was in fact lying on the ground... "what?" I whispered confused.

"I'm glad that you're finally awake child" a warm voice said from behind me. I turned to see a blurry figure. I cocked my head confused as to who this was and where I was.

"Ah, right. let me just-" he said and then snapped his fingers which made glasses appear on me face, giving me back my clear eyesight.

Now that I could properly see, I was in a empty room which was only white (well that's ironic) with only one tall figure standing in front of me. I couldn't see their face since it was covered with a white cloak.