I’M A HUGE SPIDER-MAN FAN SO I WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING SPECIAL.
Things have never been easy, especially when I decided that my hobby would wearing skin tight spandex and swinging from buildings. Little did I know that a gorgeous red head would be scarier than a dude with a rhino horn, I guess hell hath no fury like a MJ scorned.
“PETER PARKER!” M.J. yelled as I dove feet first through the window. “I’m sorry I’m late M.J, we can do date night tomorrow” I said. In hindsight I should have known better than to say anything, it always gets worse when I talk. “It’s not a normal date night Pete, it’s my birthday. We had a reservation at that French place in Brooklyn remember?” She looked crushed and I never felt more like an asshole in my life. “Fuuuck! M.J. I’m so fucking sorry. There was a hostage situation uptown and….I got caught up. Sigh, I’m the fucking worst” this wasn’t the first time I let her down, but I felt the same shame I did the first time. Mary Jane’s expression softend as her petite hand rested on my shoulder.