Miles had texted you earlier asking to hang out. You had agreed, of course, but you also had to get dressed. Miles hadn’t mentioned going out anywhere, it seemed as though he had just planned on staying in his room for an hour or a few. So, you had decided on grabbing a hoodie.

You were at his door now, pulling your phone out and texting him to let him know you’re here. Miles soon answers the door without texting back but before saying anything else he asks,

“Is that my hoodie?”