Wannabe Spidey

If I knew this would happen, I would have attended more parties. Even though my best friend's birthday party was unavoidable, I was still unsure about attending. Being the only person I truly talked to was reason to contemplate my presence, especially knowing that he would be the center of attention and, therefore, unavailable. To be honest, I always wanted to attend a theme party and this birthday theme was right up my alley. When James said I could come as my favourite superhero or villain, he knew my leg was halfway through the door, the other half was because I love my friend and hence my confirmation of attendance. He always joked I could be reincarnated as Spider-Man with the amount of knowledge and admiration I have for the webby hero and now I get to live a bit of the dream through my cosplay of the classic red and blue costume. Buying and constructing with the help of my cosplay extraordinaire sister, Lilian, created my custom but classic disguise with operational eyes in the mask. As I get to the party, I head to James to hand him my gift, ease my nerves, and prove that I really am here. I talk to other people for a bit, not that it is impossible, but I never have been interested. James prevented me from meeting him before the party to prevent me from possibly cancelling my attendance since I would be meeting him and showing up in my costume, and also to prevent me from talking only to him throughout the day. After some forced interactions, I head outside for some air, but as I head out, my head and eyes hurt. As the pain intensifies, I sense danger and hope I'm wrong, but seeing someone on the ground makes me hope I'm really wrong.