Peter and Gwen are both going home for one last visit, and the little things that have been forgotten, too personal or too sensitive need to be packed up.

When Gwen had something to say to his father, Peter wanted to see Aunt May.

"Aunt May, I'm back."

Peter looked around the apartment one last time, then into the kitchenette, where Aunt May had already begun pouring coffee into the kettle.

He rested his head on her shoulder as she gently patted his hand as she poured coffee into her cup.

"What did you do?"

She asked him, and he nodded

"Gwen is going home, and I want to clean up this place one last time before I go back.

I think I had everything with me, maybe some clothes in the dryer. "

Have you settled Gwen?"

Peter nodded and began to add sugar to the coffee.

"yes, but we have a whole bunch of recyclables to sort out.

All the boxes, and, what's wrong, Aunt May?"

She glanced back at him and he asked.

"Peter,"

Aunt May began

"Stop talking nonsense."

Peter almost choked, and Aunt May added sugar and milk to her own cup, then nodded at the small breakfast table and asked him to sit down.

He looked at her guiltily, and she sat across from him, holding the cup in both hands, watching him avoid her gaze.

"You have lipstick print on your collar, and Sheriff Stacey called here about 10 times."

She tapped a finger on the breakfast table

"So what?"

Peter straightened up and stared at her

"I spent the night with Gwen, we slept together, and time was forgotten."

Peter shrank slightly, expecting her reprimand.

When her face sank and raised her eyebrows, he realized that she didn't mean that.

She wondered why she couldn't communicate with him or Gwen.

May just shrugged

"As long as you have protection, Peter, I don't care who you sleep with.

Gwen is a good girl and I'm proud of you.

Peter, you did protection, right?"

Mei's tone was not as pleasant and caring as before.

"Of course, Aunt May, of course, I remember, you gave me some.

I took them, so, are we all right?"

Mei looked over the rim of the cup

"Of course, Peter, we're fine."

Peter stared at his aunt

"But?"

"But I can't do that, Peter, because of Oss.

I can't sit here night after night hoping for,"

Her voice was hoarse

"Hopefully the same thing didn't happen to you because you don't answer the phone, so I'm going to let go."

Peter, you have to juggle business and girlfriend.

You know, an old woman like me can't be idle forever. "

Peter frowned

"Ah, Aunt May, you're not that old."

Peter patted her arm and hugged her.

"I know, and that's another reason I'm glad you moved out.

Peter, I love your Uncle Ben and I gave him everything I could.

However, I'm not old,"

She sighed

"I'm lonely seeing you and Gwen, Peter, I need—"

"Looking for a new love?"

Peter said absentmindedly

"Peter Parker!"

Aunt May yelled and punched him in the head.

"I've got to go for a walk."

"Oooooh, I'm sorry, May, I'm sorry,"

He pretended to be injured and wanted to sit back.

She stood up and poured the last bit of coffee grounds into the pool

"I took a couple of classes, no, don't worry, not the ones you went to.

Until then, young man, free your mind from the gutter. "

Mei brushed her hair and picked up her house key

"Anyway, I have to go, some of us can't skip work like you and love you Peter."

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