Novel & Cerita Spider-man Drunk

"Excuse me, sir. Are they any complications or long-term injuries he might have faced?" "He'll be fine," the doctor says, looking at the man's chart. "But he was drunk at the time of the accident, so he wasn't in his right mind." Xander and Susan exchanges a look of shock and disbelief. They can't believe that someone would drink and drive, putting themselves and others in danger. "Thank you, doctor," Xander says with relief that the man would be okay. "I'll take care of the hospital bills," Xander proposes as they walk out of the hospital. "And then I need to go to work. I'm already late."

“We’ll go home soon, all right? I want you to tell me if you drank or took anything, though.” “I drunks lots of stuff.” “Did you see anyone put anything into those drinks?” “Yeah.” “Yeah? What? Who?” “Lucy. She put drinks in the drinks. Silly.” She grinned at him. “All right, smart-ass. I’m going to take it that you didn’t actually see anything. What about pills? Did you take any pills?” “Just painkillers. My back hurt. Do you likes spiders, Gomez? I reckon they get a bad rep.”

I laughed and a tear rolled from my eyes. "You ruined me Stefan" I screamed as more tears were falling from my eyes making my vision blur. I wiped my tears to see clearly, only to see a person walking in the middle of the road. I tried to apply the brake but damage was done. My car slightly hit him, making him fall to the ground. "Spiderman" I squeezed my eyebrow hearing something like this instead of a scream of pain. I hopped down from the car to check on the man who is the eighth wonder of the world. I mean seriously who yelled Spiderman when they got hit?

“GET OFF ME!” “Yeah? And why would I do that?” he growled back, straddling my thighs and restraining me harshly on the mattress with his heaviness. “Haven’t you been looking for trouble for the last few weeks, Ms Rodriguez?” he hissed in the crook of my neck. “Isn’t this what you have been eyeing me for during the whole damn evening?” What…the fuck? Not only was this dude drunk as a skunk, but he was also hallucinating me for someone else!

That's why spiderman got the superpower, right? "Ugh, just stay alive, if I get a chance to go home I'll take you back and raise you, promise not to send you to be sliced up." Ethan Brooks muttered in a small voice as he pointed at the ants, he just thought of them as his pets for now.After all, little better than nothing.

The Spider Bone Demon, with a body as big as a round table, spread its eight legs and grew even more gigantic. Each leg was as sharp as a scythe. Poof! The white spider silk it spewed was almost like a high-pressure fire-extinguishing water gun. Zendaya initially intended to take the opportunity to kill the spider after imprisoning it. Still, the trap was instantly breached, and a large ball of spider silk spewed in, instantly hitting her body and trapping her on the ground.

The words came from the mouth of a man who stank of alcohol and his graying hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. He leered at Gianna, swaying slightly on his feet. “What's a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?” Gianna's skin crawled as if a thousand spiders had decided to throw a rave on her body. She took a step back, hands raised in a universal ‘back the fuck off’ gesture. But Drunk and Creepy wasn't taking the hint. He lurched forward, grabbing Gianna's hand with fingers that felt like overcooked sausages.

she shook him gently. "Wh…what?" He slurred. Tracy drew back and covered her nose, frowning. “You're… you're drunk,” she said. "No. I'm not,” he tried to sit up but fell back on the chair. "He's drunk,” Tracy turned abruptly. One of the men was standing beside her. “He drank himself to stupor," he added. Tracy sighed and turned to face Adrian. “Why did you drink?" “Are you in any way related to him?" The other man asked as he approached them.

the one in the white shirt said. “Yes, very easy. She didn’t give me any problems and was unsuspecting,” he replied, bringing out a cigar. He lit it and started smoking. “She’s sexy,” the other one said, lying on the bed and touching all over my face. His hand went down my chest, touching the middle of my breast. “W-what…?” I slurred, trying to look at him, and they chuckled. “She is fucking drunk,” he said, laughing above me. “Yes, she took a lot of drink, and I spiked it, so she must be horny,” he said. So that’s what the drug is for. To make me horny, I don’t even feel horny. They should do better with the drugs.

He says. "Now. I want you to get out of this car and place everything you're hiding on your body in front of you where I can see them." He instructs but I don't move. "You can move closer." He instructs into his earpiece and I instinctively look around. Flashing lights from another car appear and stops behind us. Another man with brown hair stops and moves to the back. I look between the car and the man beside me who holds a smirk. "I believe we haven't officially met. I'm the Spider." He says making my head fully snap to him.