Peter has this routine that at exactly 10:00pm he goes out patrolling. No crime happened in the day on that day, so he went out at night. It's almost always mandatory for him, even if he had a shi*** day. So, the black goop got on one of his backup suits. He figured that he'd wear it because it was nighttime and the black would blend in. He jumped out the window and swung to the roof. He looked at an alleyway and saw some people trying to rob a lady's purse. Classic. He was about to stop the robbery, but then he heard a voice in his head.
"Peter..."
He jumped.
"Who are you?!"
"my identity shall be no use right now... no need to stop the robbery... the lady will be fine, after all, these things happen EVERY day... it wouldn't hurt to just take a day off..."
"...you're right. I guess i do just need a day off..."
"That's the spirit! now, you shall go back to your home now..."
"ok..."
