#whel p

sat  at  his  desk  ,     he had heard the apartment door unlock  .      could it   be  ?     peter parker  ,     as he lived and   breathed  ?     bitterness  overwhelmed  the young osborn  ,     about how parker could come and go as he pleased  ,     drifting  in and out  ,     without a care  .     he didn’t speak up  ,     and left his roomate   ungreeted  .               ▬               @webfluid  .

do i look like my art? do i look like a bunch of inky lines from a pen that’s been at the bottom of a purse for three months?  probably

   She called out to the person who had been running on the stone pavement. Normally, she would ignore the strangers and their business, but the figure was smaller than adults, so she had assumed it was perhaps a younger teenager, and her maternal instincts had taken over.