"Shit!" Peter clutched his knee as he fell on the sidewalk of Queens.
Blood was oozing out of his knee cap rapidly. He was walking and someone tripped him, he was too focused to tell who though. He had his guesses but didn't want to assume anything. He took his right hand of the injured knee to see blood on the majority of his whole hand. Peter bit his lip and tried to wipe it on his pants, it now looked like he murdered someone. He took his backpack off, realizing he was going to be sitting on the sidewalk for a bit, he put it next to him and rolled down his sleeve and put the fabric on top of the wound so he could be wearing murderers hoodie, and not be the murderer.
The wind chime chimed and MJ walked out of the shop that Peter was sitting near. MJ and Peter locked eyes and stared into them for a few seconds before MJ, unconcernedly, walked over to him with a slight smirk on her face. Peter was unsure if she was happy to see him, himself, of the boy on the sidewalk with a bloody knee.
"What happened here, loser?" she asked, tilting her head on to the side just an inch, the smirk still there and wider than before.
"Oh, just tripped a bit..." he avoided eye contact with the girl and instead looked down at his knee.
"Is your vision impaired too, Peter?" she rolls her eyes a little bit.
"What?" Peter asks quickly.
"I asked you if your vision was IMPAIRED! There is a drug store right behind you!" she giggles a little bit at his lack of awareness.
He quickly gets up and brushes past MJ, slamming the door open frantically. MJ caught a glimpse of a hard blush on his face.
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