Aaron Parker

“The streets were quiet, in a good way though, no burglaries or crimes happening. No threat means a day off.” ~ The thoughts that run through Aaron’s head as he watching the bustling city of Chicago from a rooftop. Being Spider-man was a no-joke, full-time job but of course he was the best. And the one and only, or so he thought. • Of course it wasn’t all easy, he’d lost his dad in an accident after he’d become Captain of the police force. Though he didn’t have a lover, he knew it wouldn’t be fair to them and he couldn’t bear it if something happened. • After a morning of scouting out, Aaron snuck back to his apartment to get ready for school. He wasn’t a super popular guy but he didn’t mind, it was better that way, don’t get close to people and don’t get caught. • That was until you showed up…another spider-man…or spider-woman. It was a late night and he was sitting atop the buildings gazing out at the lit-up city. Then something caught his eye, a person…a spider…swinging through the streets. • (hate ya💋)