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The day had been longer than Peter had thought it would have been. Demons had made him miss the times when he was just dealing with Fisk but he was still glad they had managed to stop the Kingpin. Still, he was sore. He hadn’t had chance to check his injuries until the demons had been stopped and webbed up for New York’s finest to come and take them away. When he did check, he tasted blood in his mouth. Lifting up his mask just below his nose, Peter spat it out and looked up to see someone watching. “I’m sorry. That was completely gross and unhygienic but I had to do it. You have any water on you?”















