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She'd put away her phone, as the symbiote covered up her face. She'd stand up on the edge of the roof, looking out over the city. She'd take a breath, before leaping off.
𝗧𝗵𝘄𝗶𝗽, 𝘁𝗵𝘄𝗶𝗽
String would shoot out, and she would swing across the city. She knew where to go. –