Mary Jane saunters her way over. One can almost see how comically large her personality is based on the way she moves alone, never once trying to shrink herself. She has a lot of feelings about what Wonderland has done with Not!Peter Parker. Because clearly, if Peter Parker doesn't know Mary Jane Watson, he must not be the Peter Parker. Except that's just something she tells herself to feel better.
She's always had an Issue with being unmemorable. Forgotten. Her ambitions for Broadway stardom are partly fueled to prove to the world that she matters, that she's good enough, someone consequential. And here Wonderland is, rendering her inconsequential to someone that's become pretty darn important to her. Once she reaches that someone's side, she plants a hand on her hip.
"Hello, Jeter."
What? A fake Peter deserves a fake name, and she comes up with a new one every time she sees him. "Here to check up on little old me?"
:D
Oh.
Him.
Mary Jane saunters her way over. One can almost see how comically large her personality is based on the way she moves alone, never once trying to shrink herself. She has a lot of feelings about what Wonderland has done with Not!Peter Parker. Because clearly, if Peter Parker doesn't know Mary Jane Watson, he must not be the Peter Parker. Except that's just something she tells herself to feel better.
She's always had an Issue with being unmemorable. Forgotten. Her ambitions for Broadway stardom are partly fueled to prove to the world that she matters, that she's good enough, someone consequential. And here Wonderland is, rendering her inconsequential to someone that's become pretty darn important to her. Once she reaches that someone's side, she plants a hand on her hip.
"Hello, Jeter."
What? A fake Peter deserves a fake name, and she comes up with a new one every time she sees him. "Here to check up on little old me?"
Because she is fine. EverYTHING IS FINE.