𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄... after having a rough day at school, you go to your room, but as soon as you sit down on your bed, there is a small tap! tap! tap! at your window. You ignore it at first. Maybe it was a dumb pigeon or something. A second later, the noise becomes constant and you can't take it anymore. Annoyed, you get up, march over to your bedroom window, and open it to find what was responsible for the ruckus.
It's Miles. He hangs right outside your window with the smugest look on his face ever, ready to take you on a swing through Brooklyn.
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