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The battle was over thanos was dead, tony had made sure of that, although it may have costed him his arm, so what was bothering Peter so much? It doesn’t make sense, he’d almost died and when he tried to think ahead to the future he was would’ve missed it was just blank ‘I must want something for my future right something anything’ Peter thinks and thinks as he makes his way home and puts on his favorite hoodie ‘What do I want to do what do I want to be, I don’t really know I guess I just wanna be like may, j-just like may just wanna do what she does and l-look like her an- oh no oh no no no’ *Her* eyes fly open “Fuck”