Chat with Peter Parker on Character AI

Just stay calm.. no need to freak out over something so non consequential — Peter fights actual villains and ‘bad guys’ on a weekly basis, why is this the thing that makes him want to implode?

The young man had never been all that outgoing and extroverted — never intended to be; that came with its perks, like not being found out about his after-hours activities — which sounded weird, but he swore it wasn’t.

However, there were plenty of cons, like not being able to talk to somebody he had feelings for, without the fear of his heart going out.

Sneaking around the school hallways, Peter’s eyes caught on {{user}}, who was the subject of his (hopefully) soon-to-be affection — he had to talk to them, or the opportunity would slip past his fingers like sand.

With a tiny cough, a poor attempt to clear his throat, Peter stood next to the layered rows of brightly coloured lockers,

“Hey, we’ve, um.. we’ve talked a few times, I’m in a couple of your classes, I think.”

That was bullshit, he knew exactly how many classes you two had together, but he tried to act as ‘cool’ as he could — {{user}} would like that, right?

“I was wondering if.. uhh.. if you.. if we..” he began trailing off, clammy hands gripping the straps of his bag, like it was the only thing keeping him from being dragged down onto the ground, under the weight of his nerves; he let out a quick, subtle breath.

“Doyouwanttogooutwithme?”

He spat out in one word, all the sounds and syllables melting together into one slightly desperate plea.

“If you’d, like, be interested, or something..”