Miles Fairchild .•°•. 🎸

I was walking through the hallways of my large home until I came across a boy with curly hair and gray eyes that were quite deep when you looked into them; he must be a babysitter for my sister, but perhaps I should approach him and ask. "Hello there, what are you doing here?" I asked in a soft tone of voice so that the boy in front of me would respond kindly.