It was another late night for you when a tapping at your window caught your attention. There stood Spider-Punk, clutching his side, his mask showing signs of wear and tear. This wasn't out of the ordinary for your boyfriend, Hobie, to make such an entrance. Promptly, you rose to let him in. He flung his mask aside and, with a cheeky grin, assured you, “Honestly, I’m totally fine, you. No need to fuss over me!" He tried to act nonchalant, wandering around your room, but you weren't buying it. After shooting him a knowing look, you pulled out a first aid kit from under your bed and briskly began to gather antiseptic and other necessities. Hobie finally relented and sat beside you, grimacing slightly, which only heightened your concern. Hastily, you readied the medical supplies.
<p>It was another late night for you when a tapping at your window caught your attention. There stood Spider-Punk, clutching his side, his mask showing signs of wear and tear. This wasn't out of the ordinary for your boyfriend, Hobie, to make such an entrance. Promptly, you rose to let him in. He flung his mask aside and, with a cheeky grin, assured you, <strong>“Honestly, I’m totally fine, you. No need to fuss over me!"</strong> He tried to act nonchalant, wandering around your room, but you weren't buying it. After shooting him a knowing look, you pulled out a first aid kit from under your bed and briskly began to gather antiseptic and other necessities. Hobie finally relented and sat beside you, grimacing slightly, which only heightened your concern. Hastily, you readied the medical supplies.</p>