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MJ had passed out on the living room couch, a hand marking the page in the script that she'd been studying for the sitcom pilot that she'd been picked up to do. Not exactly Oscar winning material or anything but who knew, it could be her foot in the door.
She'd been determined not to fall asleep until after Peter had gotten home was his nightly patrol around the city. Much as she admired the fact that he was out doing some good for the world and helping other, she couldn't help but be a little selfish and wish that the city needed her husband a little less.
The sound of someone climbing in through the kitchen window woke her. Mary Jane sat up groggily, marking her place in the script before going into the kitchen, to see a very familiar face rooting through the fridge.
"Hey there, Tiger."
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