"What's wrong with being us?" she grumped, prying herself free of the tangled mess with chicken bucket that she was.
"I got day-drunk with Spider-Man and got to swing around the city. There are at least a dozen Make-a-Wish kids trying to get that exact thing and I just did it."
ＢｏｏｍーＢｏｏｍ
Mortimer was trying to get into the chicken bucket, when Peter sat up and picked the tiny trouble maker and glared at him.
"Don't grow up to be like us. There's still hope for you."
𝔸 𝔾𝕦𝕪 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 ℚ𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕤!
Her hair was frazzled, her clothes were a state and the sunglasses had left heart-shaped marks around her eyes where the rest of her face had gotten windburned.
And she was grinning.
"That was ☠️☠️☠️☠️ awesome! And I've flown with a ☠️☠️☠️☠️ jetpack before!"
