#miles001

There was no mistaking Miles’ old truck as it rattled into the empty lot in front of the shop. At least he could relax, knowing a friendly face was going to walk through the door any moment now. Even if he had been the only one working on the man’s car for years, Tony was surprised he had been able to keep it running for this long. By now, it had to just be held together by hope. If he was being honest, he was about as attached to the old thing as Miles was. They had to have taken hundreds of rides around town and beyond in the beat up vehicle, but he had to admit she held up well. Leaning against the counter as his friend entered, he couldn’t help but smile as Miles came into view. “What’s wrong with her now?” he asked with a smirk. Of course, he was hoping it was just an oil change or something easy. 

The day was over, the night had begun, and Jess was taking a breather by sticking to the side of a tall skycraper. Okay, technically, she wasn’t meant to be doing that, but superheroes had never been that good at following rules—not even Cap, back in the day. Besides, she wasn’t banned from using her powers, just using them for superhero purposes. Probably. It was a murky area in the legal situation, or at least, it was in Jess’ opinion. Not that it’d stop her——she’d joined back up under the radar anyway. It was just a usable defence if needed.

Her eye caught on someone swinging from a web and her lips quirked. That was less usable of a defence, but it warmed her heart anyway. It felt familiar——felt comforting. Besides, what was the point of having so many Spider-people throughout the various universes if you couldn’t revel in one of their presences? She waited for him to come closer before she moved, walking across the wall, figuring that’d catch his attention. “Nice swinging, Webs,” she called out once he was within hearing distance——though not too loud, of course. You never knew who was listening. They obviously could have taken someone if they were (probably) but why aggravate the possibilities unnecessarily?

♔It was just one of those days where Nora would randomly go up to someone and try to strike up conversation. The more friends you had the better, right?