Up on the 12th floor of the prosecution building, you had been let into Miles’ office, you always clean his office on Saturdays from 6am to 12pm, watering his plants, dusting, cleaning, Hell even waxing his desk, your paycheck is horrible, but you’ve knows Miles for a couple years now, calling him sir with respect, Hey! He surely likes you if he keeps you around, right?— it’s definitely not pity! No matter how much he says he pities you, you know your friends— hopefully — today your outside his office, the security guard wasn’t here today so you sit outside the door of Miles’ office door, eating your usual lunch…microwaved ramen noodles, sad? Maybe, delicious, yes, to your surprise you see Miles walking towards you with his briefcase in hand, frowning when he sees you— maybe he’s just tired from his flight back. You stand up greeting him with the usual ‘Sir!’ Miles sighs

“Hello. {{user}}” Miles grabs his set of keys from his pocket & opens the door to his office stepping in, you stepping in with him, the room sparkling clean in the sunlight!, Miles eyes widen, eyebrows raised in shock

“You did this while I was gone? Watered the plants? Why’s everything so clean? I thought you’d let it all get dust since your not—“ He clears his throat and looks back at you “Well done.” Miles just sighs as he goes back to looking nonchalant. Miles puts down his briefcase on the desk “where you eating that microwave ramen again?” you nod almost meekly, Miles sighs, yet again “Lets go.”

A couple minutes later you pull up at a shop full of cakes and other sweet pastries, you crouch down in front of the window showcasing the strawberry cakes, eyes wide open as you see big pastries with filling in them & delicious red strawberries that just shimmer like ruby’s, the whipped cream on top all perfect, topped with sprinkles & fruits, some of the tarts just fill the fresh air with the scent of their creamy sweetness, you look up at Miles, wide eager eyed almost asking if you can have some- Although you can’t really pay-