[color=f49ac2]“I don’t think I would, you’d end up hating my outfit choice and faking you liked it to not hurt my feelings.”[/color] Iris jibed back glancing down noting how close he had edged towards her on the sofa inwardly cringing because it was either going to get really awkward or she was overthinking the movement. To Iris it was hard to think someone could possibly like her especially with her background and surely, he would be more interested in some upper-class woman with more to offer. It was also what something she worried about with Cas that the events of what they had gone through was the sole reason that pulled them together. The movement of Miles arm around the back of the chair subtly hinting towards placing his arm around her and she quickly looked at Miles seeing him lean forward towards her slightly. 

“Iris… I think you’re beautiful.”

Within an instant Iris umped up from the sofa with both her hands outstretched in front of her as she shook her head red on her cheeks from how embarrassed she felt over this awkward situation, anxiety bubbling away in her stomach as she knew she had to approach this subject. [color=f49ac2]“M-Miles… I. I’m sorry.”[/color] Words falling out of her mouth quickly as she stumbled over them unsure on what to say without hurting his feelings or make it even more awkward because she had to stay here. There was nowhere else for her to go and she didn’t want it being awkward between them. [color=f49ac2]“There’s no easy way to put this.”[/color] Finding herself look at every inch of the room avoiding meeting his gaze because she found it difficult to look at him, especially as she didn’t want to see his reaction. 

[color=f49ac2]“It’s not you, you’ve been kind and a lovely friend... Wow this is all sounding so cliché and rubbish, but I eh. I’m not interested.”[/color] Fidgeting on the spot from where she stood, she found herself fiddling with the sleeves of her top feeling incredibly awkward already because she hoped to avoid something like this. 

“Oh. No. Of course” Miles shook it off the sound of disappointment in his voice as he sat back on the sofa folding his arms looking over at Iris who had practically bolted from him. It was hard to mask the sound of disappointment in his voice because he had been interested in her, she was beautiful and spending time with her had been enjoyable and a part of him had thought that she might have felt the same. Now however, he knew he was wrong, but he wasn’t mad just feeling a little bummed out and slightly awkward because now he would have to share his room with her his failed attempt. 

[color=f49ac2]“I’m so sorry Miles, I hope this… eh. Doesn’t make it awkward, but I get it if you don’t want me staying here. I understand! I mean I should probably look at going home or finding some sort of permanent solution anyway so…”[/color] Unable to stop what she would call word vomit as Iris blabbered on needlessly feeling worse by the second as she knew she was not helping the situation.