𝗠𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗢 ' 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗮

Cal turns to face him, the webs around his hands acting like cuffs as he struggles. “Are these really necessary?” He asks, the helmet on his head not only obscuring his features, but making his voice modulated, his lightsaber unclipped from his belt resting on the ground and having rolled near Miguel’s feet.

“Uh.. what?”

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|| Who trying to build chemistry with a grumpy spider :3

"What are ya doing?" 

     " I nearly shot you. What sort of man puts himself infront of a loaded weapon if not for wanting to get injured? " 

   " Its really not that big of a deal. I didn't mean to make it out to be this serious but I just need a thing down in that drain there. "

Peeks head in 
          
          I need to stop abandoning this acc 

"I don't think you like me that much. But nor do I care." 

"Miguel what is it you want?"