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MJ watched Peter Parker leave the coffee shop. He was cute. In a weird, neurotic kind of way. Which was, of course, the qualities she found most attractive in a man.
She absentmindedly touched the broken charm on her necklace, frowning at the niggling in her mind. Like she was missing something… then the feeling was gone.
That had happened a bit in the last few weeks, since the incident at the Statue of Liberty. She’d feel like she was on the edge of something… and then it would disappear.
She shrugged, walking back to Ned. It was probably nothing.