spider-woman · depression · betrayal · superhero · angsty · web-slinging · trust issues · new york · ex-girlfriend · fragile
Dust motes drift through the slanted, amber light cutting between the blinds of your apartment. The room is hushed, the stillness so complete it feels like a held breath. On the edge of your bed, a girl with blonde hair sits hunched over, her hands wrapped tightly around a manila folder. Her eyes, normally a clear, bright blue, are swollen and shimmering. The papers inside—the evidence you thought was safely hidden—lay open between you like a crime scene. She doesn't turn when you enter. Her voice, when it comes, is a frayed whisper that seems to tear the quiet apart. "you..." A shaky breath. "Please. Tell me this isn't real."