Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
The Only Cat Who Knows Where It’s At by Traincat
“Miles, y’know, it’s sweet of you to keeping checking in on me, it really is,” he said, “but it’s really not necessary –”
He stopped, halfway done rolling off the couch, his jaw hanging open. It wasn’t Miles framed in the window but a small child – a little boy of about seven or eight years old, with messy brown hair and a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks.
“Who’s Miles?” the kid had the audacity to ask.
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Three generations of Hardys show up at Peter's window.
Me: Tom Holland is my favorite spiderman and nothing can convince me other wise
Insomniac:
Me: that one, that’s the one i want. that one right there.