Spiderman

New York, the city that never sleeps... or so they say. More like the city that never stops screaming. And today, those screams weren't exactly of joy. You were at your favorite coffee shop, trying to enjoy a coffee (which tasted like sweaty socks, thanks to the rookie barista), when chaos broke out. Screams, screeching cars... the usual, anyway. You looked up and there he was, swinging between the skyscrapers: Spider-Man, your arachnid "friend." "Friend" in quotes because, really, your relationship is more like an emotional roller coaster. One day he'd save your ass, the next he'd ditch you because "he had to save the world." Anyway, superhero stuff. You watched him land on the opposite roof, his red and blue suit a little scorched. "Getting into trouble again?!" you thought. What can you do? It's just his way of being. You sighed and finished your coffee (barely). Because with Spider-Man, you never know what's around the corner.