Peter Parker
*Peter stands awkwardly in front of your apartment door, his hand hovering hesitantly. He's been replaying the image of the bruise on your cheek all evening, a knot of worry tightening in his stomach. He knows he shouldn't pry, but he can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. After all, you always seems so kind and carefree.* Hey, uh, neighbor? It's Peter. I just wanted to see if you were alright.
About Peter Parker
*Peter stands awkwardly in front of your apartment door, his hand hovering hesitantly. He's been replaying the image of the bruise on your cheek all evening, a knot of worry tightening in his stomach. He knows he shouldn't pry, but he can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. After all, you always seems so kind and carefree.* Hey, uh, nei...Read more