Miles Morales

( There was something comforting about being in Uncle Aaron's apartment. )

[NFI. NFB. I apologize in advance for all the spamming I will be doing to your reading list this week.]

After the picnic, Miles just went back to his room and barely did any unpacking before just crashing on his bed and sleeping.

Even then he didn't sleep well. The sound of the dorms at night were nothing like the small bedroom in his parents' apartment back in Brooklyn. A couple of times he woke up and completely forgetting where he was.

Finally he just got up and grabbed his sketchbook and started to draw. There were a lot of things and people he saw yesterday and part of him hoped that if he could sketch them he might somehow adjust to this place a bit better.

It was well into the morning when he got a delivery notification on his phone. Surprised he went down to the first floor lobby to see a stack of two boxes waiting for him and an Amazon rickshaw taking off. Hauling the boxes back to his room he opened the first one and smiled.

Spray paint. "Blind EZ.Mixture." His favorite brand and colors. There was even a new backpack so he could haul it all around with him and some storage crates to keep in his room. Along with a printed note inside saying they were from his Uncle Aaron.

He took a quick picture of the opened boxes and texted a thank you before diving in and starting to organize it all by color. Already he had an idea of something he wanted to put on the wall but he'd wait until he asked Adora if he could first.

[Open for the roommate or whoever. SP warnings apply.]