#crbweaver

"I'm fine."

“ --- It’s been pouring rain and I am cold and wet because I had to fight in the stupid rain, “ Atlas huffs. He shivers slightly, rubbing his hands across his sopping wet chest. 

Sneaking into her dads lab was normally to try and stop him from doing more illegal shit. This time she’d been fixing herself up some more web fluid. That’s when she feels the presence of another, spider senses sending a shock through her and immediately she’s webbing herself around to look for the source.

“ --- That’s what they call him the original? Hate to break it to them but I’m not as interesting as my father. I wasn’t actually bitten by a spider... I sort of inherited my abilities from my dad. “

Zipping through the city he lands on the others door step, knocking frantically. His breath hitches slightly and Atlas can feel himself growing more tired as the minutes pass. 

   “You can... feel the ants? Like on you, or... you’re connected to them- whatever, doesn’t matter right now, gotta- get you water. And also... look up whether or not water actually makes you... less drunk. You want anything to eat?”

   “Are... you gonna be okay? I dunno how being drunk feels with spider sense, but the hangover is going to annihilate you. Do you- need anything? Water, uh... I think bread helps?”