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"Ah!" Spider-Man exclaimed, realizing he had misunderstood Christopher's words.

"Christopher!" Spider-Man shouted.

"What do you want?" Christopher asked.

"I was mistaken, please don't sleep with my girlfriend," Spider-Man pleaded.

"Hmph, I'm telling you, it's too late, I'm going to sleep with your girlfriend today," Christopher roared.

Mary, who was nestled in Christopher's arms, mumbled drowsily, "Don't make noise, let me sleep a bit."

Mary's words heightened Spider-Man's anxiety. He asked urgently, "Christopher, I was truly mistaken. Please, tell me your address quickly, and I'll come to pick up Mary right away."

Beep beep...

Christopher hung up the phone.

If Spider-Man dares to confront him, then give Spider-Man a little green color.

Of course, not now; he has more pressing matters at hand.

Christopher cradled Mary in his arms, perched on the guardrail, staying there all night.

As morning broke, the sun's rays illuminated Mary. She woke to find herself still in Christopher's embrace. Raising her head, she met Christopher's gaze fixed on the horizon. She followed his line of sight and witnessed the beautiful sunrise.

The morning sunlight wove a stunning tapestry, intertwining black and white clouds into an exquisite pattern.

"It's so beautiful," Mary exclaimed joyfully.

"Yes, it is, but how long can this beauty and peace last?" Christopher sighed.

The Marvel world is in constant chaos, with the threat of imminent destruction.

"I wish we could watch the sunrise together like this every day," Mary said longingly.

"Ah," Christopher sighed, his expression somber.

He remained seated on the guardrail, Mary staying in his embrace.

As the sun climbed higher, its intense rays made Mary sweat profusely, her skin turning red. Unable to bear it any longer, she said to Christopher, "Let's go back! It's too hot here, and I can't take it."

Christopher turned around, gently setting Mary down, and uttered, "Go back! I'm waiting for someone."

Reluctantly, Mary grasped Christopher's hand and mumbled, "We could go downstairs and wait."

"No, I'll wait right here," Christopher insisted stubbornly, unmoved by the intense sunshine, showing no desire to seek shelter in the shade.

"Then wait for me here. I'll be back in a minute," Mary responded before darting downstairs.

Mary acquired a sexy outfit, secured a hotel room, freshened up, donned the alluring attire, and pocketed a box of condoms before leaving the hotel.

On her way back to the rooftop, Mary stopped by a store to purchase an umbrella, a battery-operated fan, and two bottles of mineral water.

Upon returning to the rooftop and spotting Christopher still perched on the guardrail, Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

She fanned herself as she approached Christopher, offering him a bottle of mineral water. "Christopher, here you go," she said softly.

Christopher, not one to mince words, accepted the bottle and effortlessly twisted off the cap. With a swift motion, he crushed the bottle using his palm, causing the water to gush out, which he promptly gulped down.

Mary was astonished. "Wow," she exclaimed, marveling at Christopher's unconventional drinking method.

Dismissing the flattened bottle, Christopher resumed his vigil over the bustling activity below.

Inspired by Christopher's demonstration, Mary attempted to mimic his feat. However, her attempt ended in a mishap as she inadvertently sprayed herself with water, drenching her face and upper body. The wet fabric clung to her body, accentuating her allure.

"Ah!" Mary cried out in surprise.

Startled, Christopher turned to see Mary's predicament, instantly assuming she was attempting to seduce him again.

"My clothes are soaked, Christopher," Mary lamented.

"Then take them off," Christopher retorted, his tone edged with annoyance.

Blushing furiously, Mary protested, "Oh, that's not appropriate! Someone might see us here. Why don't we go to the hotel across the street?"

Christopher, taken aback, responded incredulously, "I sometimes wonder what goes on in that head of yours. Why are you so fixated on such things?"

Mary winked playfully. "I'm only like this with you. I'm serious with others," she teased.

"Serious? Like the time I visited your house looking for Peter and found you..." Christopher retorted mischievously.

Sure enough, Mary's face looked sour. She pouted, stayed silent, and sulked.

Mary stayed silent, and Christopher couldn't wait any longer!

Christopher sat on the guardrail, waiting patiently. He was sure Natasha would show up. After all, his Transformers meant more to him than some vibranium.

Midday came.

Mary, considerate as ever, went downstairs to buy lunch for two, thinking they'd share it bite by bite.

Little did she know, Christopher had no sympathy. He wolfed down the lunch, leaving her with an empty box.

Loving a guy who didn't get the charm was tough. Mary sighed inwardly.

"Phew, finally found you," Spider-Man appeared on the rooftop.

He'd been searching desperately since Christopher hung up, but only now spotted them.

Noticing Mary in different clothes, he frowned. Did Christopher lose his cool, harm his girlfriend, and rip his clothes, prompting a change?

Seeing Spider-Man, Mary put her hands on her hips. "Peter, why are you here again? Trying to stir things up between Christopher and me?"

"Christopher asked me to fetch you," Spider-Man explained, avoiding yesterday's drama with Christopher. No need to bring up old issues.

"You go. I don't need your ride. Christopher's enough for me," Mary said firmly.

She used to like Spider-Man, but his interference had soured her. She even blamed him for ruining her chances with Christopher.

Christopher turned to Spider-Man. "Peter, you're not acting like a man. You're more like a woman."

Spider-Man frowned. "How so?"

"You just nod along to everything women say. Haven't you heard, when a woman says no, she means yes?" Christopher explained with disdain.

"I've never heard that. Teach me," Spider-Man said eagerly, thinking it was Christopher's playbook for picking up girls.

"In three words, it means a man wants to dominate. For example, if Mary refuses to go with you swing her over your shoulder and take her far away from my life," Christopher explained, his words dripping with authority.

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