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    Peter couldn't comprehend what the hell was happening.

    May was crying. His body hurt like hell. His throat was on fire, and he couldn't bring himself to speak with it to tell her just how badly it ached. He could barely hear anything, which was definitely an issue. And-

    Bruce Banner.

    What the actual fuck?

    He was sitting before the most famous biochemist in the entire fucking world. And he knew Peter's name? Why the fuck would he know Peter's name? Why was he here? He wasn't a physician, and why the hell would he be working in a Queens hospital?

    "Hey, it's just me," another man said.

    What the fuck does that mean? Is Peter supposed to know who 'me' is?

    "It's just Tony," the man clarified, a soft smile creeping onto his face.

    Peter didn't know anyone named Tony. He was pretty sure May didn't know anyone named Tony, either. Who the fuck was Tony?

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    Peter got into something of a scruffle and now he has to deal with the damages. AKA, near-total memory loss. Are we completely sure the fight was what caused the memory loss, or is there more at work here than Parker luck?

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    26 Sep 2024