That earlier encounter had been strange, but Peter was starting to get the feeling that he was going to run into at least one person a day that recognized some version of him. It really put a damper on the fact that he liked to keep his two identities separate, but hopefully having his costume again would help with that.

He still had no idea how it had appeared there in the first place, but he wasn't going to question it. It didn't seem to fit with the rest of the image that the hospital was trying to present, which is why he only planned to wear it at night. It would be kind of ridiculous if he went to Arts and Crafts in his Spidey suit, after all.

Peter took a good amount of time putting together a breakfast sandwich that consisted of cheese, sausage, bacon, and egg. It was ridiculously unhealthy, but it was the little things that made the day easier to bear, he figured. Besides, nightshift was going to keep him in shape.

Once he found an empty spot, Peter sat down with his sandwich and started to eat.