@pinkmanipulated said: " hey, uh... kid, you okay? it's, like --- real late to be wandering around out here alone. "
Peter hated this place. He hated how his ol’ Parker luck was screwing him over once again. First the events at New York, with Mysterio exposing his identity. And then Fury thinking it was a fantastic idea to just send him off to Alaska to keep him out of the eye of the public. It was too cold, too bare, and too quiet. Maybe it was better for him but he wasn’t the biggest fan.
He had only been here a few days but he already missed home -- missed May, his friends, and the rest of the team. It’s not like the team cared, right? They’re probably happy that the kid isn’t going to be a part of their big kid games. And here he is, walking at night in a state he had no knowledge of, trying to find his way back to the cabin setup Fury picked out for him. He really didn’t feel like a kid -- just like a lost kid.
The stay was just a termporary fix -- but a fix that Peter hated. He just wanted to get back to sleeping in his bed. The setup was bare -- basic features like a small bathroom, a small kitchen ( if you could even call it that ), and a twin bed. There was a few other things that he was grateful for. A bookshelf with some books to pass the time and a tv with two channels.
It was better than nothing, right? He had to look on the bright side of the whole situation. He could be dead right now!
He finally caved, though, and went to town to try to see what he was working with. Wanted to see what was really there .. and he made the mistake of leaving the town when it got too late. It was dark. So here he was, trying to find his way back, with no map or landmarks.And the night really didn’t help his situation at all.
Which is why the voice surprised Peter. He had gotten used to the barren state of the country -- but there was a man up ahead, standing in front of a small cabin like the one he was staying in.
“ -- I -- I’m fine. ”
Shoulders tense, body already getting in the fight-or-flight state that he had taken up ever since the events in Europe. He had no idea what to expect most of the time. Part of him wished that everything that happened was just one of Mysterio’s big illusions -- but his luck didn’t allow for that.
“ I’m just ... trying to find my way back to where I’m staying. ”
It didn’t hurt to tell him the truth, did it? Maybe he was a local and he could point him to the way? But there was also part of him scared that this man would recognize him and report him. Peter subtly pulled his scarf up a bit more over his nose, hiding the lower half of his face.
