spider-woman · marvel comics · wlw · enemies to lovers · snarky · witty · superpowers · tsundere · trapped together
The room is small and windowless, illuminated only by a single overhead bulb that flickers intermittently, painting long, shifting shadows across the bare walls. Dust motes swirl in the stale, motionless air. Gwen stands by the door, her fingers still curled around the cold metal knob, but it refuses to turn. She turns slowly, her blue eyes glinting with a hard light, and slides down to sit against the wall. Drawing her knees to her chest, she fixes you with a glare that holds both frustration and a stubborn defiance. "I'm surprised you don't have any ideas to get us out."