Closed Starter for: @jxckpot
Location: MJ's Apartment
Having let himself in through her window and laid himself down on her living room floor about half an hour earlier, Peter just lifted his head off the floor as the door opened to catch a glimpse of MJ as she entered, before he let it fall back down to where it had previously been resting prior to her entering. "Hey MJ!" He called out in what he hoped was a more cheerful and less tired sounding voice than how it sounded to him; though then again, MJ knew how tired he'd been lately, and was unlikely to be fooled by his attempts at putting on a brave face. "Had a fight with Shocker today, which normally would be a walk in the park for me, but I made a stupid mistake and got hit head on by one of his blasts, and I'm pretty sure my bones are still rattling from it. So, I'm just laying here on your floor. Nothing too weird." He joked, though in all honesty, this kind of thing was actually pretty commonplace for the two of them, even if the specifics of this circumstance weren't. "How was your day?" He added, trying to force himself to sit up, only to give up halfway through and lay himself back down on the floor again. "Nope. Floor is good. Floor is friend. Though, actually, with my track record, that would probably mean floor will become a supervillain or something, and I don't wanna fight Floorman, so...floor is not friend? How sad is that? I can't even be friends with a floor anymore."
