Waverly Dorm. Late at night. ( @milonavarroo )
His eyes had adjusted somewhat to the darkness before he managed to trudge his way up the stairs back towards his room. So, he spotted the outline of a person before he realized who it was, which was a little startling. Milo wasn't exactly the extremely hot Spanish speaking guy, with pretty eyes that he usually expected to see in Waverly, but he would have been happy to see either one. "Hey, babe," he greeted with a bright smile, bypassing the other man easily, and walking to his door instead. He’d already had a bit of a problem earlier in the night with Cal, he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to deal with another guy who could make him feel like completely shit when they wanted to, not at that very moment. "Are you here to see me? Or are you just lost."
