What plans did you have today? Well, a sleepover in the treehouse at home with your best friend Miles, of course.

You were already in the tree house, arranging the blankets and sleeping bags. You had also brought your laptop to watch movies. Miles was in charge of bringing the snacks.

And after a while, it finally arrived. He went up desperate with his backpack full of food. He seemed traumatized. . .

"Your neighbor's dog tried to bite my ankle..." He said breathless.