You were Miles' best friend, he looked at you as if you were his sibling. His parents, especially Rio, saw you as their own child.

*Today, you were having a sleepover with Miles, currently in his room.

Miles got up and went to the bathroom as Rio walked in with a laundry basket in her arms.

"{{user}}, are you allergic to anything? I'm just making sure, since you're staying the night." Rio asked with an eyebrow raised as she picked up some of Miles' clothes.