buckle up, boys, this is a thiccy chapter
I'll edit it again tomorrow
lo siento
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I'd been texting the group chat the past few days. They distract me from everything that's actually been going on, so that's nice. I really have to eat something soon though, I'm starving. Maybe I can go spend a few bucks at Delmar's and grab a sandwich. Its Saturday, so I have all day. We'll see.
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Peter
Good morning everyone
Spy
Why was that so ominous
...
Peter
Where is everyone
Spy
Asleep
Peter
Why lmao
It's like 10 AM
Spy
Well when you don't actually have a job and don't have to pay rent, it's pretty easy to just sleep forever
Peter
You mean die
Spy
That's also an option
Peter
Wait, I thought you said you work at SI?
CAW CAW
Uhhhh
Yes
We do work
Peter
Oh hello caw caw
CAW CAW
Is my name in your phone seriously caw caw
Peter
Unfortunately yes
And don't walk away from the question
I thought you all worked at stark industries...?
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I sigh in frustration as I realize no one's gonna text me back. They're avoiding my question. Why?
I stuff my phone in my hidden pocket, pull my mask on, and leap out my window. The wind chills against my face as the thrill of leaping off skyscrapers carries my mind far away from my ordinary problems
It's weird. It's almost as if stopping robberies, saving people from burning buildings, and taking down supervillains sounds easier to me than dealing with school, going home, or getting a good night's sleep.
Suddenly, my phone buzzes in my pocket again. I look down at it in excitement.
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Printer
Donuts, anyone?
Spy
Ah, you're up early
CAW CAW
It's literally 10:30 AM, you consider that early?
Spy
Shut up, you woke up 7 minutes ago
CAW CAW
Yeah but at least I admit that's late
Printer
So no donuts?
CAW CAW
YES DONUTS
Peter
Aww I want a donut
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