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<span class="mu-r">“Something like that. She asked me to pick up a few things, since she had to change her living arrangements for a while.”</span> you said, sticking as close to the truth as you could without blowing Gwen’s cover.
<span class="mu-r">“She’s coming back soon. Just had to rest for a bit.”</span> you continued, trying to make your tone friendly. “Poor girl is too much of a workaholic to know when she’s pushing herself too far.”
The man’s expression became a bit softer upon hearing this, and you got the impression that he felt genuinely concerned about her.
<span class="mu-g">“That’s a shame. Miss Stacy is one of my more earnest students.”</span> he said with a sigh. <span class="mu-g">“I was hoping I could ask her how her internship at Oscorp was going. I’m the one that recommended her, you see.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Oh, really? She says that she was learning a lot there, but they were running her a bit ragged.”</span> you said. <span class="mu-r">“She just needs a little break from everything for a while.”</span>
The look on the other man’s face radiated nothing but the most sincere sympathy. For a teacher, this guy sure was attached to his student.
<span class="mu-g">“That is…quite unfortunate. I hope she gets better soon. I would hate for her to fall behind in her studies and miss out on such a large opportunity.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Don’t worry. She’ll be back on her feet in no time.”</span> you said, pushing past him and heading towards the stairs.
<span class="mu-g">“Oh, well…could you tell her that I asked about her?”</span> he asked.
You sighed, and turned back around to face him.
<span class="mu-r">“Sure. You got a name?”</span>
<span class="mu-g">“Professor Warren. Miles Warren.”</span> he said, pushing his glasses further up on his face. <span class="mu-g">“But…she just calls me Miles.”</span>
You nodded, still trying to maintain a friendly disposition, despite the weird vibes this guy was giving off.
<span class="mu-r">“Right. I’ll let her know. It was nice meeting you.”</span> you said, before turning around and heading out the door.
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Several minutes later, you were back in your suit and swinging through the city with a cardboard box tucked under your arm.
Almost immediately after you left, you called Gwen back on that app she had you install.
<span class="mu-g">“Hey, did you get it?”</span> she asked.
<span class="mu-r">“I got it, but I also ran into a Jeffrey Dahmer look-alike that was very concerned about your whereabouts.”</span> you said.
<span class="mu-g">“Wait, who?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“I’m talking about your good buddy, Miles.”</span>
Gwen fell for a moment, and you could tell that was trying to figure out who you could be talking about.
<span class="mu-g">“Oh! You mean Professor Warren? What did he say?”</span>
>”He says that he misses you being in his class, or something like that. I wasn’t really listening.”
>”He asked about the Oscorp internship. I wonder if he knows about the incident at the Bio Lab.”
>”How much do you know about him? Are you guys close at all?”
>”Listen, Gwen. You should be careful around that guy. I know a creep when I see one.”
>Write-in.
