Day 4- Peter Parker

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Y/N found themselves in a dark part of town. They had recently moved back to Queens and connected with a nice boy named Peter Parker. He had given Y/N his phone number. He made them promise to call him if they were in any sort of danger. They promised lightheartedly and laughed about it, even though Peter seemed to be deathly serious.
Now, they were glad to have his number. The road had become dark a while ago. Every small noise had Y/N jumping in their boots. They thought that they had seen people dressed in black following them, and their steps sped up.
They pulled out their phone and dialed.
"Hello?" A tired groan came through the speaker.
"Peter?" Y/N whispered, the fear apparent in their voice.
"Y/N?" Peter's voice was alert. "Where are you?"
"I don't know." Y/N continued walking, broken glass crunching under their boots.
"Are you safe?" Y/N heard shuffling, almost as if he was changing.
"I don't know," Y/N heard something like a window opening coming through the speakers. Adrenaline flowed through their veins as they heard footsteps coming from behind.
"Stay on the line with me Y/N, okay?"
"Okay Peter, I will." Peter was now swinging through the streets, combing the alleys and streets. Then through the speaker he heard a scream and the clatter of the phone hitting the concrete.

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