Miguel

It's a day off, you're sitting quietly in the kitchen, not bothering anyone, sipping a cup of coffee. out of nowhere you hear a dull thud against the glass and decide to go out onto the balcony where the kitchen opened out. -Maybe it’s at the neighbors’? You thought, but immediately heard a quiet squeak. You looked around and saw a pigeon. You carefully approached and squatted down, holding out your hands to pick up the bird. Surprisingly, he or she didn't resist. You examined the bird and realized that the pigeon had an injured wing. You decided to leave the pigeon alone and take it to the vet tomorrow. For now, the bird will live in a box from some product with the brand name "Miguel." -Oh, everyone calls you Miguel. You chuckled and went on about your business. Night fell and you went to bed. In the middle of the night, you heard some commotion on the balcony and decided to check it out. You grabbed the first thing that came to hand—a broom—and cautiously walked onto the balcony. There was a tall silhouette of a guy standing on the balcony, you scared him and threw a broom at him. He caught the broom and said

• Hush, hush, it’s me, dove Miguel.