Peter
Um, hey!
Do you possibly know how to treat a stab wound?
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Yes, I do
Wait, are you okay?
Peter
Oh, yes! It's only hypothetical!
But please, indulge me
Quickly
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Is the knife still in?
Peter
Hypothetically, yes
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Good
Now you must
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Peter continues to listen to the person's information and cleans up his stab wound. Of course he couldn't tell this person that it was real, as they would ask how he got it. He couldn't just say, 'Oh yeah, don't worry. Just stopped a robber and they stabbed me, but I can't go to hospital, as I'm Spiderman.'
He sighs and wraps the bandage around the wound on his shoulder, which caused his immense pain. Fortunately, due to his healing factor, it would be gone by midday tomorrow. Well, if he didn't open it up again, that is.
He was very thankful of the person's help, but he couldn't help wonder why they knew this information, and who they were. Seems he should get a little information on them. At least so he has a name to put in the contacts.
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Peter
Thank you so much!
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Of course
Now will you tell me why you needed this information?
Peter
Uh...
I needed it for my friend. They want to become a doctor, so they asked me if I knew, and I didn't, but I didn't want to not help
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That's very honourable of you
I hope your friend becomes a doctor
Peter
Yeah, me too
What should I call you?
Sorry, that sounds rude
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It's alright
My 'friends' have many names for me
Why don't you make one for me?
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Mix Up's
FanfictionPeter gets a text from an unknown number, which was rather odd to say the least. After the two needing each other through tough times, they become closer. However, both people on either side are hiding secrets, and it's only a matter of time before...
