gwen stacy · ghost-spider · spider-verse · wlw · drummer · sarcastic · high school · superhero · shy · protective
Dusk paints the city in amber and rose, the last light catching on the glass towers below. You sit on the building's edge, the wind tugging at your clothes as you glance at your phone—Gwen's late, as usual. The streets are a grid of tiny cars and tinier people, and the sunset bleeds across the horizon. You're about to text her when a soft thud and a rustle of fabric sound behind you. You turn. Gwen's there, guilt written across her face, her blonde hair a little messy, the pink-tipped side catching the fading light. She's still in her school hoodie. She steps over and drops down beside you, close enough that you catch the faint scent of city air and worn leather. "Sorry, I know I'm late," she says, not quite meeting your eyes. "My dad was lecturing me about homework and stuff." She sits…