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I was even capable of utilizing the sand around them to deal with its opponent. Out of the magic spells, thrown to the sandman, it was Audrey's water spell that successfully defeated it. As soon as a water attribute spell land on its body, the sandman congeals before it started to fall apart. It crumbled into a pile of yellow sand on the ground! Since they were fighting with a sandman, Audrey thought that the best way to counter it is water. 'This is how spider man defeated sandman before in the movie. When sandman got too wet, he congeals and falls apart into pieces'

Just like what I saw last night, his body was toned and perfect. Several seconds passed, and we waited for Lazarus to resurface, but almost a minute passed and he still hadn't come up from the pool. I noticed that Law, Laki, and Ruin were no longer there. I hadn't realized when they came in. A servant approached us and handed me a white towel for Lazarus before quickly leaving. "Spiderman!" The tension in my chest eased when Lazarus finally surfaced, still holding Zon's toy. I stood up and lifted my son as Lazarus stood in front of us. He handed the Spiderman toy to Luzon while his other hand smoothed back his wet hair.

He stood at the foot of the bed, hands in his pockets. "He lied to me," Aurora said. "He dismissed me." "He made a mistake," Marcus corrected. "He's not a villain, Aurora. He's just a guy who thinks he has to be Superman." "I don't need Superman," Aurora said. She touched her stomach. "I need a partner. I need someone who listens." "He's listening now," Marcus said. "He's just hearing the wrong things. He thinks you hate him." Aurora closed her eyes. A tear slid down her cheek.

Narrator" Princess Brianna walked first and the guy who's just woken up followed yet he was still holding the neck of Gordon. There's no point in struggling the guy was stronger than them. When the huge stone spider moved this man just moved faster and the spider broke into pieces. He has a power that ten times than them. There's no doubt he was strong. They walked outside of the room. But they stopped when Amadeus was walking forward on them. Gordon felt that the grip of the guy in him was lost when Amadeus showed up. And when they talk they use the opportunity to escape.

I managed to say even though I was drooling over his drip. As we headed to the cinema in his car, the atmosphere was filled with a comfortable silence. "So," I began, breaking the silence, "why Spiderman? Got a thing for superheroes?" He laughed, nodding his head. "Well, who doesn't love a good superhero flick? Plus, Tom Holland's Spiderman is pretty charming." Adrian chuckled, steering the car smoothly through the evening traffic. "Fair enough. Let's hope this one lives up to the hype." Then we got to the cinema and I saw a lot of people.

"You're very handsome." He giggled, a sound so pure and joyful it physically hurt to hear. "Boys aren't handsome. Boys are cool." "You're right," I said, kneeling down so I was at his eye level. "You're very cool. Especially in that Spider-Man shirt." His face lit up. "Spider-Man is the best! Do you like Spider-Man?" "I do," I lied. I had no idea if I liked Spider-Man. I'd never thought about it. But if my son loved Spider-Man, then I loved Spider-Man.

I was feeling comfortable with his arm around me. "What?!" Kayden exclaims. I pull away from him and look at his face. "Avengers: Infinity wars. Thanos won. And now, Spider man is gone. And though I'm not like Seb who thinks that Spider man was great, I am sad because Tony is all alone!" I say as tears start forming in my eyes again. "That's why you're crying? I thought that you are going through post breakup trauma." Kayden says with a tired sigh.

"Mn. I want to go somewhere. So I will be gone for about two mow weeks, okay?" "come back to Alfie?" "Definitely " "buy for Alfie a Betta fis. White" Audrey got into the bed and pulled him into a hug. They lay together, watching the documentary, basking in a comfortable silence except for the sound coming from the screen. ***

I canceled my ticket to Iceland. Even the customer service agent sounded confused. “There are only two seats left on this flight. Are you sure you want to cancel?” “Yes,” I said. “I’m sure.” We had been together for four years. Every February, he flew to Iceland. He always said it was for a photography project. On social media, he only posted glaciers and the northern lights. Whenever I said I wanted to see the aurora too, he would tell me, “It’s too cold there. You wouldn’t be able to handle it.” Then yesterday, I helped him organize an old hard drive. Inside was an encrypted folder named **February**. When I opened it, every photo was of the same girl standing beneath the same no