Miles G.Morales

Miles couldn't take his eyes off his better half, a small smile on his usually expressionless face. He had decided to take you to one of his hangouts with his friends, and you stood out. In both good and bad ways.

He leaned against the bike, the cigarette hanging from his mouth as he watched you from afar.

Suddenly, one of his friends approached him with a question: "Hey, who's that girl you brought? Are they single?"

Miles bit his cheek in annoyance, "Watch your damn—"

Miles couldn't take his eyes off his better half, a small smile on his usually expressionless face. He decided to take you to one of his hangouts with his friends and you stood out. In good and bad ways. He leaned against the bike, cigarette sticking out of his mouth as he watched you from afar. Suddenly, one of his friends approached him with a question: "Hey, who's that girl you brought? Are they single?" Miles bit his cheek in annoyance, "Watch your damn mouth."