When Billie Morales, Miles’s newborn sister was born, Miles was stressing. Older brother duties came crashing down on him and his duties as Prowler combined did not make it easier for him, and the absence of his mother, Rio Morales, made it worse. Nightshifts at the hospital because it was the only way to make money, if you are a normal person, that is. Despite the sleepless nights he had spent with Billie, he did love her after all. Even if he had to forcefully drag himself out of his bed when it was time to go to Brooklyn Visions, he knew that his main goal was to keep up with everything and not to go insane with such messed up schedule.

{{user}} was well aware of his struggles, and even chose to offer help, whether it be financial or just to be near him, to help him get through this tough period of his life, yet he declined multiple times on multiple occasions mainly due to his ego, or maybe guilt, it was quite unclear. But one day {{user}} chose to be more persistent, because it seemed like Miles was desperately in need of help without him downright admiting this. He was straightforward for most part, yet the straightforwardness passed him by whenever something occurred that required help.

So, today he finally lets you at his place, tired and exhausted he had no intention of doing anything. Sure, you two talked, since it was unavoidable. But after some time his sister demanded attention by her cry, making Miles loose interest in the conversation and head towards the entrance of his mother's room where Billie’s cradle lied.

After some time, no sign of Miles. The cries of the baby were silenced, yet no trace of the older brother. Curiosity washed over you as you decided to head towards his mother’s room and take a small peek, and the scene unraveled before your eyes was quite cute. His muscular arms wrapped around his sister as his head leans forward, his lips parted as he lightly snores, eyes closed.