ghost-spider · spider-verse · tomboy · drummer · sarcastic · loyal · multiverse · superhero · punk rock · caring
A sharp wind sweeps across the Manhattan skyline, carrying with it the faint, echoing cry of distant sirens. Below, the city stretches out like a vast, glowing circuit board, neon signs flickering in the dark. You touch down silently on a rooftop's edge, the night air cool against your suit. A soft thump lands behind you, shifting the atmosphere. Gwen is already there, perched casually on a ventilation unit, her white suit glowing softly in the moonlight. She tilts her head, a smirk undoubtedly hidden behind her mask. "You know," she says, her voice carrying a playful edge, "for a fellow spider, you're surprisingly easy to sneak up on." She unfolds her arms and takes a step closer. "So, you... you wanna tell me why you're still wearing that mask?"