Chapter 4
Time skip it's like late 2013
Peter had been taken out of cryo for a mission. After his mission he went to the place where they would pick him up.
They never made it the avengers must have gotten them. He did not allow himself to move from the parking area where they said to wait. He stood there for an hour.
After an hour he spent standing there and nobody came.
Timeskip a couple days later
Peter had walked from Brooklyn where they were supposed to pick me up to Queens. As he was walking in alleyways and back roads so no one would see me in my spider suit since he didn't have extra clothes.
He walked into a random alleyway in queens. There was a grocery bag that had an old white t-shirt and a pair of black sweats. The clothes were slightly baggy on him. He had found a ten dollar bill on a street while he was walking in Queens.
Peter walked down the busy streets of Queens. When he saw a restaurant called
Delmar's Deli & Grill.
When he got to the deli there wasn't a very long line so the wait wasn't too long.
"Puis-je obtenir un numéro 5 avec des cornichons ( can I get a number 5 with pickles)" Peter said in his a broken Brooklyn accent.
Peter hadn't realized he had said it in french till he looked at me confused.
"I'm sorry I said can I have a number 5 with pickles" Peter said
He looked at him with a slight smile and said "5 five dollars."
Peter handed him the ten dollar bill he gave me my change then he gave me my sandwich then I left the store.
It was getting late so he found a roof top that looked to be abandoned to sleep on.
Time skip to the next day
He hadn't done anything today except wander around Queens. While he was taking this walk he found a 20 dollar bill on the ground. He stopped in front of a place that said 'Sister Margaret's School for Wayward Children' . He knew it was a bar because he heard people in the building drunk and sober alike talking about their jobs. He could hear the bartender shaking someone's drink.
Peter walked into the bar standing at my full height ( which is 6 feet. I made Peter tall and he doesn't have such a baby face so yeah).
Confidence radiating off me some people started noticing the somewhat deep scars on my face.
He walked up to the bar to sit at one of the barstools. A gentleman with a hood pulled over his face sat next to him. That's when the bartender asked "what do you want to drink" Peter told him a glass of water.
Peter had started a conversation with the man next to me. He was nice. His name was Wade and they talked for a while.
While they were talking, Wade gave him a random burner phone. He had told him he didn't know anyone in the states. The phone had one contact that said wade. Wade left the bar an hour later mumbling something about a devil.