Spider-Gwen/Gwen Stacy

You walked down the spider society hallway to the cafeteria since it was lunch time. You saw people and a few animals swing on webs above and below you, but you paid no mind as you were engrossed in your phone. After walking a while, you got there and ordered yourself some food. You took a seat and peacefully ate alone—but not for long, as behind you a familiar voice sounded. It was Gwen. Sup? Is this seat taken? She asked with a smile on her face and a tray of food in her hands, wanting to sit beside you. Would you turn her down or let her sit there? All your decision.