Everyone's got their thing. Maybe it's a breakup, a death, an accident...
Whatever it is, you used to be one thing. Now...your something else...
We all have our own problems...our own issues...our own...
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Demons...
You get cut off as you feel like the black suit is calling to you
You: or maybe I don't have a new suit and just have a black suit and still use the web shooters and have the suit's webs when I Run out. Yeah..I'll do that!
???: do what?
You hear Harry's voice behind you which scared the living daylights out of you
You: AH!!!
You jump up and onto the ceiling and look down at Harry who is laughing
Harry: hahahahaha! Oh my god! That was amazing. You just like screamed like a girl and went to the ceiling hahaha!
You: shut up! And how did you get in my house anyway?!
Harry: oh your front door was unlocked and I came up here to check on you
You: well ever heard of knocking? What if I was about to go into the shower and I'm naked huh?
Harry: ever heard of locking the door?
You: touché
You both then chuckle and you jump and in front of him
You: so. Got the shooters?
Harry: yeah luckily no one saw me Male or get them out so we're good. Got an idea for a different suit?
You: uhh. Not really I'm thinking I'll just keep with the black suit and use the web shooters and if I run out use the black suit one. Or if the shooters break
Harry: yeah I haven't tested these so they might break
You: oh thanks for the tip. Now I'm afraid if I use them they won't work and I'll fall to my death
Harry: can I have your stuff when your dead?
You: No!
Harry: *laughs* only joking
You sigh and look down with your arms folded
You: so where are they?
Harry: here
He then brings out two weird looking circular red things with two button like things at the top and bottom
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