Chapter 87: The Real Purpose Of The Counterfeit Wanda, Miss America Appears!
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Stephen noticed Finn's intense gaze and instinctively shifted to block his view of the cage.
"Finn, I just got back, and I'm starving. How about we grab a meal together?" Stephen suggested.
"Stephen, it's barely past five. It's still early."
"It's getting late enough. My treat."
Finn smirked. "Well, if you're offering..."
"Ahem, but let's not go overboard," Stephen muttered, already regretting his offer.
The others didn't object, especially Spider-Man—Garfield—who had been starving for a while and was eager to fill his stomach.
"Do you guys have any extra clothes? Mine aren't exactly in great shape."
Garfield looked down at his suit, tattered and covered in scuff marks, dust clinging to every inch. He looked completely worn out.
"I got this," Stephen said, raising a hand to cast a spell.