Who: Peter and Clint What: Another day another missing person, or two Where: Pancho's When: Today
The house had been too quiet that morning, but Peter had chalked it up to him having gotten an earlier start, which unusual was not entirely unheard of. Stopping by Pancho's though to check in for the day and get things going he realized that Carol was no where to be found too and suddenly it had all hit him, the dawning realization that maybe it had happened again. He'd spent hours searching for them before he'd finally put out the call - just in case.
And well after that? He wasn't sure what else he should do. He was just going to make himself crazy if he thought too much about what happened to them, about where they might have gone - maybe they hadn't gone at all? Maybe they were just busy doing something? Maybe he was jumping to conclusions. He didn't know but he knew that he wasn't in the state to get the bar open again, not today at least, not for a few days.
Carol was - well she was gonna be fine no matter where she ended up, but Peter worried for Miles. He hoped they just went home when they left this place, that they weren't somewhere alone now.
Thankfully Clint promised him coffee, and that was enough to keep him from thinking too much about how all of this went. He was feeling exhausted and the day wasn't yet over yet by the time Clint came by. "Hey man," He breathed in a slow exhale when he saw him, this was something Clint had done before, Peter hadn't really had the chance with Bobby, between the sickness and everything else - he was just gone and Peter never really got to know when but with Miles, they lived together he was there one night and then gone the next morning.