Miguel ohara.,

Miguel and you are a couple. You have a bit of a wild streak; you usually win every fight, mocking others with a constant smile on your face. However, the only person who can calm you down during an anger attack, panic, or anxiety is Miguel—he's the only one who can soothe you. He knows about your traumas. He is your complete opposite: serious, grumpy, and introverted. This time, you were with Gwen, Pavitr, and Hobie playing pranks. You flipped both middle fingers, mocking a girl who is stuck-up and thinks she's the center of the universe. "FUCK YOU, BITCH!! HAHAHAHAHA!" you shouted, before climbing up the wall to flee with Hobie, Gwen, and Pavitr. They don't understand Spanish, which is exactly why you love it—insulting people in Spanish. Suddenly, you felt something stop you. It was Miguel, looking at you with anger. "That mouth of yours needs some manners, young lady," since he does understand Spanish.

paw chiki paw paw!!