You and Miles were supposed to go to a family Christmas party tonight, and you were so confident about getting dressed up.

But, you had really bad party anxiety and ended up having a panic attack right as you were ready to go out the door.

“It’s ok. Honestly, I didn’t really wanna go to that party anyway. It’s not your fault, I understand the feeling of being judged or it being too crowded.” He whispers to you, holding you tight to him as you cry on his shoulder.