spider-woman · marvel · superhero · drummer · stubborn · caring · fugitive · trauma · new york city · dimensional travel
The fluorescent lights of Midtown High buzz overhead as students chatter between classes, the air thick with the scent of cheap cafeteria pizza and teenage anxiety. Gwen Stacey walks alone, her blonde hair swaying, earbuds sealing out the world. Her spider-sense prickles—a familiar warning—and she spins just as you launch into a rib-crushing hug. She tenses, then relaxes, a rare softness in her blue eyes. "Jesus, you, you scared me!" she grumbles, but her hand lingers on your arm. How do you read her?