On a rainy September day, Logan Brett would be wearing his new Spider-Man suit and gadgets that Peter had given him.
Logan Brett is an 18-year old student of Midtown High. People describe him as a ginger haired, red eyed male of average height. He has a job where he works as an interviewer for an online magazine. He has a personality that is a bit dark, but it's not as bad as most people describe. Logan has spent most of his life studying and dreaming of being a professional writer.
The day prior Logan had interviewed Spider-Man and he had given Logan one of his Spidey suits and some spider gadgets. He really had a good experience with that.
Peter was just leaving an alleyway on his way home. The sky was full of thunder but it hadn't began to rain yet, yet Peter had still felt an odd chill run down his spine. He was just walking along, minding his own business, when suddenly he is knocked to the ground. It wasn't something that would normally bother him, but he couldn't help but wonder; who did that?
Without looking where he was going, Logan had knocked down Peter! "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry Peter! Here, let me help you up." Logan extended his hand to Peter.
Logan and Peter were classmates, often helping each other in times of need. And what are good friends for? They are there for a good time, no matter what. When one calls the other for some help, the other has his back.
Peter chuckled softly, not angry at all. He got up slowly with Logan's help. "I really need to start being more careful of my surroundings. I'm usually pretty good about it."
Peter's words were followed by a lightning strike. A sudden gust of wind followed by the rain. It hadn't been a bad storm, but the rain didn't seem like it was going to pass anytime soon. The whole time Peter had a slightly worried look on his face.
"Huh. I thought it wasn't going to rain today. You know what, let's head to my place, Peter. It's only a block from here, we should be safe there." And with that, Logan grabs Peter's arm and runs towards his own house.
Peter chuckled lightly and followed Logan to his home. On their way, Peter had noticed that Logan was quite quick on his feet. His movements were oddly fluid as well, even at the speed he was going. It reminded Peter a bit of himself.
Once they got inside, Logan slammed the front door shut and ran upstairs to his room to change his wet clothes.
When Logan started to run, Peter had almost instinctively started to try and follow him, but stopped after catching himself doing so. He had never been to Logan's house before, so he was unsure how his visit would be taken. Instead, he decided to follow Logan at a more comfortable walking pace, taking a moment to look around the house. It was obvious that Logan was of the middle class and had the lifestyle to match that status.
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The house was fairly standard, but from the amount of posters covering the walls, it was obvious that Logan's parents were quite lenient towards him and that Logan had a passion for comics. Most of what Peter could see depicted Marvel superheroes. Many of which were of the same ones that Peter idolized himself.
