My muse had been kidnapped and tortured for the past week send “I’m here- I’m here, now” for your muse to save them. “I’m here- I’m here, now”
“This is what you get, kid. No Iron man to save you now” Peter assailant was right, shame he only learned that now when he was thrown out the side of their apartment. He got in over his head again, and it’s true Mr Stark couldn’t save him but other people still cared enough to find him right?
Not enough apparently. it was a week before any sign of rescue. A week before anyone other then his kidnapper came in the room, even then she didn’t know who she was. “Sorry miss. I would be a lot more relieved-” He gasped in pain while moving slightly, hands cuffed tightly behind his back. “I- I just have no idea who you are”