Zipping through the air over the busy streets he debated going home and actually writing that paper. He hadn't lied to Noctis. He really had written it already. And it really had sucked. It needed to be redone. He tried to convince himself that as long as the police scanner was close by he could rush out and leave whenever there was a call.
That was when he noticed two men trailing behind a woman. She was focused on her phone oblivious to the men who were not subtle in their actions. Then she did the dumbest thing anyone could ever do. She turned to walk down a back alley in the middle of the night.
Prompto rolled his eyes as he ran along the rooftop watching closely for the moment when the guys made their move.
It was like survival one-oh-one. Don't go down dark alleys alone. Ever.
As much as he thought this was common sense maybe he really did need to write the book. If people read it, it would make his job so much easier here. Something to consider…
At that moment one of the men reached forward grabbing her arm. She screamed.
At least she knew to scream. He had seen too many people try to defend themselves without making a sound. The noise could alert a passerby. That person passing by could call the police. The things people didn't think about…
Leaping down he landed on top of the man's companion sending him sprawling on the filthy trash ridden ground.
"You really should take a lesson in personal space."
"Oh sh-"
He webbed the man's mouth shut.
"That is no way to speak in front of a lady!" Prompto chuckled.
These men were smarter than the previous ones he'd met tonight and ran away instead of trying to fight him.
"Thank you so much Spider-man!" The woman hugged him.
"Oh. Y-yeah. No biggie. Part of the job and all." He chuckled trying not to sound as awkward as he felt.
"Is there any way I can repay you? Dinner maybe?" She looked up at him with bright eyes.
"Ah yes. I mean no! Uh - Just one thing. Try not to walk alone at night? And never walk down dark alleys? Um, please?"
She blinked in surprise than laughed. "Yes sir!"
He watched her make her way back to the busy main street before disappearing inside an apartment building. Trying very hard not to think over what words had just come out of his mouth. With the mask on he was Spider-man! Normally with the security of his anonymity came a certain confidence that "Everyday Prompto" just couldn't maintain. But when it came to very pretty girls? He still sounded like an idiot.
Nice to know some things just don't change…
For the rest of the night he followed every siren and alert he heard. This was not the life he imagined he would have. Sure every kid at some point wanted to be a superhero. At one point every kid probably thought they were a superhero. But as a senior in high school? Not so much. At the end of every night he would crash land on his crappy mattress in his apartment, which was definitely over priced considering how dumpy it really was, he would feel the slight soreness in his arms, abs, and legs.
Swinging around the city used muscles that he just wasn't used to using. Every night he looked at his alarm clock, the red glow telling him that it was actually morning and he would have to leave for class in a little over an hour. But he thought about the people he had helped, and it was worth it.
Every time.
