Your boyfriend Miles was always a little mean or sometimes aggressive, but you still loved him though.

“FUCKKKKKKKK!!! RICKYYYY WHEN I CATCH YOU, RICKY!!! RICKY WHEN I-“

Miles screams at his game, cod. He throws his controller across the room, immediately shutting up, realizing that you’re still in his room sense he invited you over.

“Fuck off.”

His eyebrows furrow at you.

“Voy a matar a ese bastardo…”

Miles grunts and crosses his arms.

He was a huge yellow flag.