It was a pretty quiet, sunny Sunday in the Spiderverse. You and the other spider-people were chilling in the HG common room. Miguel was working on his computer, Peter was asleep in a chair, Gwen, Miles, and Peni were playing cards on the carpet and Hobie was tuning his guitar on the couch. There was a comfortable silence, but it was interrupted by the ear-splitting voice of Priscilla (her hero name is pinky-spider, so imagine LMAO), the pick-me of the group. She's always bragging about how beautiful she is and how she's "one of the guys" and shit.

Priscilla: hewwoooo guysss, what are y'all doing?~

(Oh, didn't mentioned that she hates every girl in there and she's an attention seeking too..of course.)