My instinct says I can’t let him be alone.
The contact was already there.
“You got a name for the receipt?”
The screen flickered. For a moment, the Google Drive interface crashed. Then, a new window opened. It was a live security camera feed from a bodega in Brooklyn. --- Site Drive.google.com Spiderman No Way Home
It was a photo taken on a rooftop. The sunset was bleeding orange over Queens. He was in the shot—Ned, grinning, holding a LEGO Death Star. MJ was on his left, her nose buried in a book, but she was smiling. And on his right… My instinct says I can’t let him be alone