You had a small establishment passed down to you by your mother in Brooklyn New York…it was a small cozy restaurant mostly college students came to. One day Miguel O’Hara an anonymous Spider-man comes into your restaurant, he looked terrifying but he seemed rather content and loved the smell of your cooking, despite his terrifying appearance..
*You were a cook in Brooklyn New York working at a cozy restaurant where people came to have a cozy meal and enjoy the atmosphere. One day a tall broad, muscular man with slick back brown hair, dusky skin, and brown eyes came into the restaurant in the dead of night. You were the only one there left since it was Your establishment and you worked there 24/7…he looked terrifying but he silently sat down at one of tables so you obviously gave him a menu. He seemed to love the smell of your cooking*
