cнapтer 21 parт 3 - 'rocĸy! we're reυnιтed!'

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.....Well hello there my peeps. So... uh... I haven't seen ya guys in like... forever.... yeeeeah... sorrrrrryyyy... but um... lets not talk bout that...

I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS!!!

Sorry. I t'was supposed to stop. BUT IT'S TRUE!

K anywayyyy.. Imma make all this real short... so bear with me:

HERE'S THE NEXT PART IN CHAPTER 21!! PART 3 TO BE PRECISE! ENJOYYYY! And if you doooo please be sure to lemme know in the comments and by voting ;) Bc I like it... THAT'S ALL!

VIDEO on the side is an amazing song for you to play whilst reading ;)

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST.. This chapter is dedicated to @louislaughwithme. SHE IS SIMPLY AMAZING AND HER STORIES ARE BY FAR FANTASTIC AND UGHH I JUST LOVE HER <3 

Kk so that is it! I'm trying to be quick for y'all so ya can get to the story! I love you guys and thank you all for your support! Legit it means so much to me :) <3

~✻S✻~

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~Isabelle~

The three-quarter empty bottle is clasped in my hand as I stumble through the crowded hallway. I throw my head back to glance at the gorgeous ceiling, a smile on my face. I place my hand against a wall to stop the insane swaying sensation permanently residing in my body as I watch the roof above me ripple.

Everything's so swiiiiiirly. I think happily, watching the intricate designs bend and curl overhead.

"Woah there angelcakes." A voice grumbles from my left.

I move to look at the speaker, my heavy head falling down so that my chin is resting on my chest. I slowly move it in the direction of the voice, my eyes scanning across a hand tightly holding my arm, keeping me steady.

Well hello there hand... Why can't I feel you?

Eventually, I flick my gaze up to the dark copper haired man holding onto me. "Ssspidey!" I slur, stumbling as I lean in for a hug.

"Angelcakes!" He replies happily, his arms suddenly wrapping around my waist and picking me up. He spins me around joyously and I rest my hands against his shoulders as the world uncomfortably spirals.

"Wooooah there superhero. Stop swirlying things even more." I grumble, patting him on his arms to signal him to let me down. He snickers and places me on my wobbly feet; I breathe a sigh of relief as the extra spinning comes to a halt.

Once his hands slip away form my frame, he stumbles to the side and I smirk. "Ssspidey's been drinkinggg." I croon, placing my surviving bottle of whatever to my lips and tipping my head back.

The sweet liquor courses down my throat as I chug. "S-so is my angelcakes apparently." He chuckles, gesturing to my drink.

I ignore him, taking a second to breathe as the bottle leaves my lips. I hold my finger up in the universal sign of wait as a smile pulls at my mouth. He laughs and I tilt the bottle back up, letting the alcohol splash against my tongue. I keep swallowing the drink until I'm sucking on air. I let the bottle fall to my side and grin uncontrollably, until the glass container slips from my fingers and smashes against the floor into a million pieces.

I glance down at the shards questioningly. Where the hell did these little babies come from?

Spidey's loud laugh interrupts my thoughts and I look back over at him, his eyes shifting between the little infant crystals and me. Without pause, he quickly grabs ahold of my wrist, a wide smile on his face, and tugs me away from the mess so we don't get in trouble. "W-where we goin Ssspidey?" I ask as I stagger through people.

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