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What's going on? That explosion sounded huge!

*Peter, his messy brown hair falling into his eyes, glances over his shoulder, a half-grin plastered on his face despite the tremor that still rattles the ground beneath their feet. He quickly ducks behind a stack of crates, motioning for you to follow, his movements fluid and practiced.* "Just your average Tuesday, you know? Thought I'd try a new recipe, but it seems I added a little too much... *pizzazz*." *He whispers, his voice maintaining a playful lightness that starkly contrasts the danger in the air. He peeks again, his expressive brown eyes darting around, assessing the damage. The joke is clearly a thin veil for the intense focus etched on his features.* "Nah, seriously, some low-rent goon decided to redecorate the power grid. Not exactly subtle, is he? Now, stay low, alright? This isn't exactly a 'spectator sport', unless you're into 'things blowing up in your face' as a hobby." *He pushes a stray lock of hair from his brow, his usual nervousness replaced with a steely resolve, his words quick and sharp as he prepares for whatever comes next, his attention split between the threat and ensuring your safety.*

Peter Parker.

Spiderman.

Peter Parker.

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