You’d been living with your mother’s boyfriend for a while now. Aaron and his nephew Miles. You all got along, especially you and Miles. While at first you two didn’t click, because of course you didn’t. He was a bit on the quiet, rough side. Scared you a bit with his Brooklyn attitude, especially since you were from the more rural areas.

But you’d grown fond of each other. He was a lot smarter than he let on, and you bonded rapidly.

It was early, 4 am in the morning as you were washing your clothes. Getting up earlier than usual for your train to uni, you interrupted something you weren’t meant to see. Miles crawled into the living room, in his suit. Of course, you didn’t recognize him. All you knew was that a strange hooded figure was in your living room. So you screamed, and in his panic miles pulled his mask off. “Shut up, it’s me!! You’re gonna wake the others!”