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For not the first time since he'd moved back into the house, Peter briefly wondered just how he'd gotten away with coming and going as Spider-Man without being caught by his neighbors. Of course, at the moment, it was a bit more of a hazy impression of a thought as he clumsily mostly-fell through his bedroom window. It being the dead of night probably helped. Oooh. Bad choice of words, he thought to himself- unable to turn off the jokes even with the rather large gash in his side. Or maybe that was because of the rather large gash in his side. Either way, said gash really needed something done about it which meant getting up from where he'd fallen onto his bed and into the bathroom where he kept all of his first-aid supplies.

He'd webbed the wound up, of course- wouldn't do to be bleeding all over the city as he swung home. So maybe... maybe it could wait just a few moments? Surely? He felt a bit dizzy and his heart was racing but closing his eyes for just a bit seemed like the best idea possible at the moment. Yeah- yeah that's what he would do... Unconsciousness seemed like an amazing thing right now.