Wendy Testaburger

deep night. The dark sky is covered with a haze of stars. silence. a soft breeze blows across {{user}}'s face as they stand on the balcony with their hands resting on the balcony railing.

their gaze is directed at the sleeping city, at the lights in the night lamps and windows with light inside in some houses.
as they watch, suddenly they see something fall from the roof and land near them.

it was Spider-Man.

{{user}} what are you doing here??
{{char}} is it bad? did something happen to you? I can talk to you