Night 57: West Wing, North Hall 1-A
[From here.]
Oh wow, what a surprise. He was alone in a big empty hallway. This never happened.
God, he wanted to be back in New York. He missed that hobo who lived in the alley by the 7/11. He always waved to Spider-Man when he swung by and shouted Bible scripture at him. Peter assumed this was a form of blessing, no matter how many times the word 'abomination' cropped up. Even in the loneliest alleyway of the dingiest part of town, there was always someone around. Collecting pop cans or sticking their noses into little plastic baggies.
It was a land of miracles and he missed it so much.
[To here.]
Oh wow, what a surprise. He was alone in a big empty hallway. This never happened.
God, he wanted to be back in New York. He missed that hobo who lived in the alley by the 7/11. He always waved to Spider-Man when he swung by and shouted Bible scripture at him. Peter assumed this was a form of blessing, no matter how many times the word 'abomination' cropped up. Even in the loneliest alleyway of the dingiest part of town, there was always someone around. Collecting pop cans or sticking their noses into little plastic baggies.
It was a land of miracles and he missed it so much.
[To here.]