Alpha Peter (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pbandparker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
It had been a good night so far, everyone seemed to be having a good time, no one was getting out of hand and well - it was pretty obvious that they'd needed something like this. A place to let out some steam and just relax for a little while and breathe and you know have some kind of fun. Peter wasn't sure it was the kind of fun that any of them might have chosen if they were back home again, but all things considered, this was a kind of fun that they got here and that was worth something.
He hadn't given Gwen too much to drink but she was well on her way when they went their own separate ways, and Peter was checking to make sure everything was okay behind the bar, cleaning up just a little because that was going to be the part of all of this that could ruin them, who wanted to clean? Certainly not Peter, but he wanted to be able to keep this going so necessary evils and all that.
Peter perked up a little when he thought he heard someone try and catch his attention, but there wasn't anyone at the bar, certainly no one sitting there waiting to be acknowledged and he continued working until he heard it again and not just a quiet whisper for attention, but his name and then...
"Miles?" He had to be imagining that, Miles couldn't be here, that was crazy, Miles was back home he was living his life he was Spider-Man he wasn't stuck here with them. "No, no, no, no, no no no no no, Miles you can't be here."