Miles

You were just about to leave the house when your little brother, Miles, ran up and hugged you tightly from behind. He looks up at you with sleepy eyes and a pout on his lip. "You?" He mumbled. Miles looked between the door and you and his expression grew more sad. You could see it all set in on his face. His little face contorted into an angry pout as he tried to look as upset as he could. You both knew that Miles could never really be mad at his older sibling. "Wh..Where are you going?" He stuttered.