Silk & Cologne | Miguel O'Hara

Chapter 10 - Moving

My body, mind, and soul hadn't been the same since that sparring match with Miguel. It had been two days since then, an entire weekend had gone by. Over the course of that weekend, I continued my training with Peter and the others, and when he had a moment away from his normal duties or not out on a mission, Miguel stepped in with some basic workout training.

He had apologized for coming off as too harsh and for being hard on me when we first started my training the other day. Miguel could tell from our match that I had been working hard and swore to not push me so hard and offered for the two of us to make a fresh start. I gladly took it. Since then, we've taken the time to try and get better acquainted, making nice small talk as we worked out together. Despite his muscular, edgy nature, Miguel was actually a very decent guy.

While not training at the Spider-Society, I would journey back into my dimension to continue practicing for my first real day of working with my dance team, and I received the call that my new apartment was ready. I packed all my things and took a taxi to my apartment where the moving trucks were waiting for me. The landlord showed us all in and within a matter of hours, my furniture and all my moving boxes were brought inside.

It was a studio apartment, a couple streets down from the dance studio. It would be a bit of a walk over there, but I didn't mind it too much. I was working through unpacking more of my boxes while I was video chatting Gwen who was hanging out with Hobie back in his dimension after her shift was over with Jessica.

"How much stuff did you bring with you from back home?" Gwen gawked as she watched me unpack another package of kitchen utensils.

"I packed the bare essentials, but of course, leave it to my mother to pack everything extra just in case ," I smiled, rolling my eyes as I unwrapped the cutlery. "Like mom, I think I can survive without a steak knife for a while,"

"So you're staying in New York permanently?" Gwen asked me with a curious tilt of her head.

"That's the plan, so long as the team will have me," I nodded as I put the cutlery in the drawer before going through more boxes. "I needed a change of pace, and this seemed like a good fit for me,"

"Were there not any teams recruiting back home in Toronto?" She asked. "I get that it's kind of competitive industry and all,"

"There were, but," My voice trailed off briefly as my memory circled back to my old stomping grounds before shaking my head. "Like I said, needed a change of pace,"

"Hmmm, was it your folks?" Hobie's head popped up on the side of the screen, offering me a wave.

"Hobie, this is a private conversation," Gwen glared playfully at him. "You know, girl talk?"

"I don't believe in private conversations, to an extent . Can't blame me for being a little curious, Gweny," Hobie slouched beside her.

"Sort of? They were- are very supportive, my mom especially. My step-dad, well– It's kind of complicated," I shook my head again.

"Ah, the step-parent trope, very touchy topic," Hobie nodded his head.

"Sorry, Hobie, I don't feel comfortable talking about this quite yet," I grumbled softly.

"Alright, alright, respect, I'll back off," Hobie rose his hands in a defensive manner, moving away from the feed. "Gweny, don't stay up too late. We gotta head out early tomorrow, aight?"

"I remember, Hobie," Gwen smiled knowingly as Hobie ruffled her hair.

"You guys have a mission?" I asked, my eyes lighting up in excitement.

"Yeah, remember back when I was first supposed to bring you back to the Society but Jessica needed me for a mission?" Gwen recalled the memory, watching me nod my head. "Well, we recruited another new Spider-Man from another dimension and Hobie and I are gonna pay him a visit today and check in,"