does whatever a spider-man does

         my anaconda don’t want none unless you read my rules, hun!!

And on the final note that the professor pointed out, commas are definitely important. Looking at her notebook and scribbled on the saying, she hated taking notes, but definitely helped with the whole studying it. Emma looked over to Peter and gave him her notebook, “Here you go.”

“Thanks,” Peter mutters.  “Uh.  Is it cool if I borrow these?  I can give them back on Friday if that’s cool.” Friday was, of course, when they had this class again.

this boy literally has a superhuman sense that warns him of danger in advance, but still makes decisions like these.

“The dude in front of you was blocking the view so I don’t think so.” She mumbled as she continued to take down more notes. It was a few minutes before the class ended and she couldn’t wait to get back to her dorm and sleep everything off. “There’s about 300 hundred at least in this place so the chances of you getting caught is slim.”

“Christ,” Peter mutters and rubs his now drool-free face with his hands.  He looks down at what’s left of his notes and then groans.  It figures he’d fall asleep during a lecture on grammar.  It’s the only thing about English which doesn’t come to him fairly naturally.  Who cares about how you use commas, anyway?  “That offer to let me copy your notes still stand?”

Giving him a small nod as she reaches into her pocket for her handkerchief. She didn’t mind at all if she gave it to him. he seemed like he needed it more anyway. “It’s fine, if you need notes. I’ll lend you my notebook.” So as she offered it to him, she continued to take down notes and properly listen this time.

“Oh my god,” Peter says, then wipes his face with the offered hanky.  “Thanks.  Wow.  That’s super embarrassing.  Do you think the professor noticed?” It’s one of those big lecture halls with like 500 people, so hopefully not, but you never know.

Emma was sipping her coffee, trying to get over her hangover. So as she listened and taking down notes, the loud snore erupting from her seat mate. She sighed and looked over to him, seeing the drool slipping out of his mouth. She used her pen to poke him away, “Hey, you’re drooling and snoring.”