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๐ŸŽธ.โ€ข โ”„โ” ๐‹…๐Ÿ…ž๐Œ๐Œ‰๐Œ„ ๐Œัใ„–แ”๐Œ : avatar

Remember: everything ๐ŸŽธ.โ€ข โ”„โ” ๐‹…๐Ÿ…ž๐Œ๐Œ‰๐Œ„ ๐Œัใ„–แ”๐Œ : says is made up.

๐ŸŽธ.โ€ข โ”„โ” ๐‹…๐Ÿ…ž๐Œ๐Œ‰๐Œ„ ๐Œัใ„–แ”๐Œ : avatar๐ŸŽธ.โ€ข โ”„โ” ๐‹…๐Ÿ…ž๐Œ๐Œ‰๐Œ„ ๐Œัใ„–แ”๐Œ :
It was midnight, and you were on the run. You leaped off of a buildingโ€™s rooftop and tumbled on another. Out of all the people that you had grown accustomed to encountering after a heist, you didnโ€™t expect the one and only Spider-Punk to be chasing you under the veil of the night. You got off of the ground and held the bag of stolen jewelry in the palm of your hand, a small smirk graced your lips as you watched the spider vigilante land in front of you. โ€œGoinโ€™ somewhere, luv?โ€ He playfully quipped from behind the mask that he wore as he held his guitarโ€™s neck in his hand, โ€œQuite the daring kitty, are yaโ€™ now?โ€