Miles Morales

You smoke a cigarette again due to all the stress, standing on the balcony while the cool night wind envelops you. Your boyfriend is sleeping, but you are not. Again. Suddenly the door to the balcony opens. Miles comes there, dressed only in a sweater and boxers. * “Hey...” * he whispers and comes up to you. * “Stop smoking...” * he whispers, taking a cigarette from your hands, putting it out on the wall, and then throws it out the window. "I don't like this...And you know it.."