I Need a Hero | Peter Parker x Reader | Wrong Number

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Y/n's POV:

It had been almost a week since I left my Father's house and started "sleeping" on the roof, and other than the increasingly bad sleep deprivation, I had encountered another (much more serious) issue.

When I had left, I had grabbed all the change that was lying around my room but I was quickly running out. I was doing everything I could to save it, but It wasn't going very well. 

I had now bought a lock so that I could attempt to sleep on the rooftop but to be honest, it hadn't helped. I also quickly realized that I needed a much warmer coat, and I had managed to find a cheap one at a thrift store, but my main issue was food. 

I had been rationing my money to make it last for as long as possible but that meant I wasn't able to buy more than a bread roll or sandwich at once and it had now been almost 24 hours since I had managed to get anything.

I was currently patrolling the city on my own (Peter had a project due tomorrow) because, due to the lack of food and sleep, I didn't know when I would have the energy to go out again.

Luckily for me, tonight was fairly quiet (unusual, I know) and I was walking around one of the parks when I spotted something on the ground. Bending down to pick it up, I recognized the green paper. 

I smiled to myself and started making my way to my favourite grocery store in the area.

The bell at the top of the door announced my arrival and the kind lady at the counter turned around to greet me. 

"Hello, how can I he-" She started before looking up and seeing my masked face. "A- Are you The Shadow?"

My lips formed a tiny grin under my mask, "It's really just Shadow. Could I get a number three? But leave the pickles." 

Who likes pickles?

She smiled back at me, "Sure," and chuckled before starting to make it.

I loved this place, and although I didn't know her name, the woman at the register had always been kind to me, even though ever other time I had come I had just been Y/n.

It was also the only place around here that was open this late so it got a couple of bonus points for that as well.

The lady handed the sandwich to me and smiled.

"$3.50 right?" I asked, passing the note to her.

"Don't worry about this one, it's on me." She smiled, passing it back. "you must be exhausted, chasing people around at this hour?"

"Yeah, Its pretty tiring." I replied, "Thank you so much for the sandwich, are you sure?"

She just smiled and nodded before wishing me a good night as I left the shop.