You and Miles were in a band together, and roommates. You two were definitely inseparable. You had even convinced the principal to change your schedule to be the same as his. You and Miles have a show coming up soon, so you two were sat on your bed, a notebook wide open infront with different ideas jotted down. It was for what to wear to the show. “Do you think this would look good?” Miles asked you, his pale face now faced at yours. It was a good outfit, but it was missing something.