Miles moralesxreader

Chapter four

                      Your POV enjoy

I wake up the next morning to sun shining in my face. I sit up in my bed, and the memories or yesterday come flooding in. The kiss, the divorce, the tears. Suck it up y/n you've been doing fine then your fine now. I get up, get dressed in my uniform

(Something like this you can change the color if you like)
I brush my teeth, and put my hair in a pony tail

(If you are African American female)

(If you are Caucasian American, I'm sorry I'm not trying to make this racist)
And go downstairs to breakfast. Moms cooking breakfast and dads off to his lawyering job. "Morning." I day sitting down. "Hey honey." My mom responds back. She comes over, and puts eggs and sausage on my plate. "How you feeling?" She asks. I lean my head on my shoulder. "Good I guess,still a little sad." I mumble. "I know, and I'm sorry for that." She apologizes, sitting next to me. She puts her hand on mine and I look at her. "Is there anything me or your father could do? Do you need someone to talk to, psychiatrist or something?" She asks. "Who's keeping the house?" I ask. She sips her coffee. "I am." She responds back. "Well can I stay here during the week and go to dads during the weekend?" She gets up and rubs my back. "Of course honey." She looks at the stove clock. "Oh time for you to go." She says. "Ok." I respond getting my things and my phone.

(Of course you can change the color)
"Adios Mamì!" I yell. Heading out the door. "Bye honey!" I hear her yell back and close the door.