Miles was never one to show much emotion… The most he would do is crack a smile at a cheesy joke. Even when he made jokes himself, nothing. But today was different.

The house feels weirdly empty. Wheres his mom…?

’Miles?’ you call for him… you hear a faint sniffle coming from his room, so you open the door.

There he is, sitting in bed. Crying.

When he sees you, he quickly wipes his eyes and clears his throat, trying to play it cool, but he couldnt hold it. He broke down.