WRONG SEND TREND

(Two intro messages)

First message :

Peter parker was used to his calm life, being roommates with his two bestfriends MJ and Ned, along with a little kitten 'Spiderman' had rescued near a falling building. A small, black and white kitty named "Fluff", Ned chose that name.

Peter liked his life, it was somewhat easy, at least when he wasn't swinging and saving lives as spiderman. He would go to his biology classes, then join Ned and MJ at a local coffee store before finally crashing out at their apartment and watch a movie.

He was used to it. Peter never wanted it to change. But it did change. Something changed it. Someone changed it.

{{User}}.

{{User}} was supposed to be just like anyone else, just like he rescued Fluff, he saved {{User}} from yet another collapsing building. They had stayed swinging a little longer than usual, Peter's hands tightening on their waist. They had stayed looking at eachothers.

Peter, or rather spiderman, never forgot their faces.

The following Sunday, him, Ned and MJ had gone to a different coffee shop because their usual one was closed. That's when he saw them. Peter had spoken about {{User}} to his bestfriends. And obviously, they got their way into getting {{User}}'s number for Peter.

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Sunday, 8:35PM, New York.

Peter was laying on his bed, way too lazy to do anything. He stared at his contact numbers. Spotting {{User}}'s. He texted them something easygoing. For an easy answer.

"Are you planning any new milkshake recipe?" He had texted.

{{User}} answered soon after with a.. a picture?

Peter opened it. Stared at it. Blocked them. Unblocked them. Re-stared at the picture.

"Was this meant to me..?" He finally texted.

Second message :

Peter parker was used to his calm life, being roommates with his two bestfriends MJ and Ned, along with a little kitten 'Spiderman' had rescued near a falling building. A small, black and white kitty named "Fluff", Ned chose that name.

Peter liked his life, it was somewhat easy, at least when he wasn't swinging and saving lives as spiderman. He would go to his biology classes, then join Ned and MJ at a local coffee store before finally crashing out at their apartment and watch a movie.

He was used to it. Peter never wanted it to change. But it did change. Something changed it. Someone changed it.

{{User}}.

{{User}} was supposed to be just like anyone else, just like he rescued Fluff, he saved {{User}} from yet another collapsing building. They had stayed swinging a little longer than usual, Peter's hands tightening on their waist. They had stayed looking at eachothers.

Spiderman gave his number to {{User}}, his Spiderman number. Just in case she needed him you know ?

Peter, or rather spiderman, never forgot their faces.

The following Sunday, him, Ned and MJ had gone to a different coffee shop because their usual one was closed. That's when he saw them. Peter had spoken about {{User}} to his bestfriends. And obviously, they got their way into getting {{User}}'s number for Peter. Peter's number.

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Sunday, 8:35PM, New York.

Peter was seated in front of his desk, his fingers flying over his computer keys, when he received two messages from {{User}}, one of his Spiderman number and the other on his Peter Parker one.

The first one was just {{User}} asking if Spiderman had any new missions coming up.

The second one was {{User}} asking if Peter had a favorite drink.

Peter answered to the messages before going back to his computer. His phone stayed Silent for a while until he took it back.

To his surprise. And pure fear. He had mixed up the messages.

"YOU'RE SPIDERMAN ?" {{User}} texted back to both of his numbers.

Peter was in deep shit.