Miles had a habit of ranting. That was obvious to you. Not that you had a problem with it, you found it cute, even though he didn’t and got embarrassed whenever you said it.

While chilling in Miles room, you somehow get on the topic of one of his favorite video games, and he starts ranting about it for a whole 30 minutes.

“Shoot, I’m sorry— didn’t realize I was ranting.” He chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his neck while his cheeks grow red and he looks away.