Upstairs Neighbor || P. Parker

Peter lives in solitude.
It's always been like that, since Dr. Strange cast the spell and everybody forgot about him. It's better that way! - at least that's what he tells himself - Nobody will get hurt because of him!

So who cares if he avoids every contact, going that far to move away after one neighbor talked to him?
The attic he lives in now is much calmer anyways. And he's able to get out as Spidey without being seen.

Win-win!

It doesn't matter that his downstairs neighbor definitely doesn't like him, even if he can't say why, and throws angry looks at him every chance she gets. Or that he's gotten weak and sometimes helps the friendly grandma two stores down.
It's still anonymous. Still what he wanted.

And he's got too much to do as a superhero to even care about private matters anyways.
The goddamn burglar-chick he just can't seem to catch, for example. That beast is a natural in avoiding Spider-Man and he still doesn't know why.
And unfortunately for him she's kinda funny and charming.

Totally objectively spoken, of course!