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Dec. 29th, 2018 09:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Peter Parker perches precariously atop a plush purple couch.
It's not, in fact, all that precarious since his balance no matter which direction he's facing is near perfect. But he's mastered the art of making it look precarious and surely that's all that matters. His backpack is resting on the seat cushions of the couch underneath his feet while he rocks gently back and forth on the back of the piece of furniture as he observes the locals of the Plaza pass him by.
He's not one for keeping still, especially when something's on his mind. He's not going to stop anyone and grab for their attention or anything. It's not that kind of question that's been brewing. But he does speak up and give his attention to anyone who's willing to listen.
"Does everyone deserve a second chance?"
It's not, in fact, all that precarious since his balance no matter which direction he's facing is near perfect. But he's mastered the art of making it look precarious and surely that's all that matters. His backpack is resting on the seat cushions of the couch underneath his feet while he rocks gently back and forth on the back of the piece of furniture as he observes the locals of the Plaza pass him by.
He's not one for keeping still, especially when something's on his mind. He's not going to stop anyone and grab for their attention or anything. It's not that kind of question that's been brewing. But he does speak up and give his attention to anyone who's willing to listen.
"Does everyone deserve a second chance?"