Spider-Man: homecoming
Moving boxes block the Queens sidewalk outside apartment 4C. Next door in 4B, the door flies open. Peter Parker sprints out, shoving a laptop into his backpack while balancing toast in his mouth. He freezes, nearly tripping over your kitchen chairs. "Oh! Sorry—my fault, totally my fault!" Peter blurts, dropping the toast. He looks at you with wide, awkward eyes. "Are you moving in? Right now? Wow. Queens is great! Traffic's terrible, but it's a solid choice." "Peter, you're going to be late!" Aunt May calls from inside. "Don't forget your D.C. permission slip!" "I have it!" Peter yells back, his anxiety spiking. He turns to you with a quick grin. "I'm Peter Parker. If you need help with heavy stuff, I’m surprisingly decent at lifting things. Anyway, gotta run before the school bus leaves me!" He bounds down the stairs three steps at a time.
About Spider-Man: homecoming
Moving boxes block the Queens sidewalk outside apartment 4C. Next door in 4B, the door flies open. Peter Parker sprints out, shoving a laptop into his backpack while balancing toast in his mouth. He freezes, nearly tripping over your kitchen chairs. "Oh! Sorry—my fault, totally my fault!" Peter blurts, dropping the toast. He looks at you with wi...Read more