Look who got his toys back today!
Thank everything holy, Miles was able to make it through the remainder of the week without any other major infractions and I could finally clear his stuff out of my room. I say major infractions because there was one minor physical altercation that, when I initially heard about it, sent me through the roof. However, I soon discovered that someone had said something mean* to Miles to instigate the whole thing, and felt a conversation was warranted rather than a more severe punishment.
* The remark that set Miles off was when a classmate said, “You eat blood,” and I can sympathize. Who wants to be known as “the kid who eats blood?”