“Hi? Hi, I’m sorry to disturb you, but have you seen a guy come by here? He had a bunch of Spider-Man merch in his arms and was desperately searching for the new Mandalorian figurine?” Peter had lost track of Ned, like, an hour ago! The store wasn’t even that big and yet he was nowhere to be found!

     Her head is partially obscured by her large white hoodie, eyes darting around for any signs of her curse taking effect as she walked down the street; perhaps someone tripping and falling, someone desperately feeling for a wallet that might’ve fallen out of their pocket, maybe a car crashing. So far, she didn’t see anyone experience any rotten luck so far, but it was only a matter of time. These good luck charms she wore on her weren’t enough to nullify her curse; they only lessen the severity of those misfortunes.

     Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a stray dog rushing blindly towards some girl, . Oh no... With a small intake of breath, she cupped her hands to her mouth and cried, “Watch out !!”

       Desviou o olhar do dito “portátil” que a pessoa a seu lado havia mencionado — um new nintendo 3ds xl (™) — para observar a dita cuja, levemente confuso.

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