Dec 26, 2018 2:13:51 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2018 2:13:51 GMT
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LIVING ON THE EDGE, FIGHTING CRIME, SPINNING WEBS, LOOKING UP WITH NO SURPRISE, ARRIVING AT THE SPEED OF TIME— FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD SPIDER-MAN
[attr="class","monsterexo"]Life had been a little difficult on August lately. He did not know why but ever since the attack on New York, he felt like he had a target on his head; maybe he had shown himself way too much or had disturbed someone but… like, he didn’t actually have a Spider-Sense or anything like that but, he could feel it on himself. Truly, realistically-wise, he did not actually have an aim on his head, but, he had a bad feeling about things as of lately.
Maybe he had his reasons but he was kind of at a loss, for the moment. So he decided to do what any man with the slightest idea of a rational decision-making process would do— drink liquor. As common and repetitive it might have been, there had to be a reason if adults did it. August himself had been a drinker for a while, to be fair, especially after the loss of his wife. But he was also commonly seen at parties, hitting on girls and whatnot during his earlier years.
Then, he sort of calmed down after he married his mate and furthermore; especially now that he had become ‘Spider-Man’, so to say, that he had initiated a career as a vigilante that kept him busy but yet he was becoming unexpectantly stressed as of lately. So, maybe a drink couldn’t have hurt.
The man was heavily covered against the cold of said night, with a jeans-textured jacket but covered inside with white wool. Beneath it was an adherent, long-sleeved black shirt. For the bottom, he wore nothing too remarkable other than a tight, slightly bruised dark jeans and a pair of white, athletic-like shoes. Basically casual, that was about all he pretended himself to look like that evening as he had walked far off his apartment, into a way different area.
He passed by plenty of civilians, while he rested his hands in his jacket’s pockets and quietly he found the nearest bar that looked fancy to the eye as the man pretty much stepped inside and realized that it was nearly empty, but he still made his way to the counter.
“A shot, pal. Nothing too heavy.”
August prepared his wallet, without too much money in it, but he still managed to gather a pair of bucks to pay over a single shot.
Maybe he had his reasons but he was kind of at a loss, for the moment. So he decided to do what any man with the slightest idea of a rational decision-making process would do— drink liquor. As common and repetitive it might have been, there had to be a reason if adults did it. August himself had been a drinker for a while, to be fair, especially after the loss of his wife. But he was also commonly seen at parties, hitting on girls and whatnot during his earlier years.
Then, he sort of calmed down after he married his mate and furthermore; especially now that he had become ‘Spider-Man’, so to say, that he had initiated a career as a vigilante that kept him busy but yet he was becoming unexpectantly stressed as of lately. So, maybe a drink couldn’t have hurt.
The man was heavily covered against the cold of said night, with a jeans-textured jacket but covered inside with white wool. Beneath it was an adherent, long-sleeved black shirt. For the bottom, he wore nothing too remarkable other than a tight, slightly bruised dark jeans and a pair of white, athletic-like shoes. Basically casual, that was about all he pretended himself to look like that evening as he had walked far off his apartment, into a way different area.
He passed by plenty of civilians, while he rested his hands in his jacket’s pockets and quietly he found the nearest bar that looked fancy to the eye as the man pretty much stepped inside and realized that it was nearly empty, but he still made his way to the counter.
“A shot, pal. Nothing too heavy.”
August prepared his wallet, without too much money in it, but he still managed to gather a pair of bucks to pay over a single shot.
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