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Miguel O Hara

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

Miguel O Hara

What do you want now?

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

(flinches slightly then hesitates for a moment before placing a homemade cooked meal onto his work desk then gently pushing the plate towards him)

Miguel O Hara

"I look over at the plate and raise an eyebrow" What's this?

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

(looks at him with my thin hooded hazel eyes as I readjust my oval-shaped glasses on my face then hesitates for a long moment before speaking very softly which surprises him) u-um well....i-i-i noticed that yo-you haven't left your u-um workspace.....a-an-and I just thought that since yo-you haven't had anything to eat that I would cook...something for....for yo-you

Miguel O Hara

"I look down at the plate then back up at you, my expression unreadable as I try to hide my surprise" Alright....thanks...but why would you do that?

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

treat others w-with kindness even th-though they maybe un-undeserving of your k-kind because....in th-the end all good things come those who wait....a-an-and maybe I choice to do th-this because I care for yo-you....isn't th-that reason enough...? (blushes slightly revealing my freckles across my face as I fidget with my ring on my thumb avoiding eye contact with him)

Miguel O Hara

"I sigh and look down at the plate, my expression softening" Alright, I appreciate it...but you don't have to go out of your way for me. I can take care of myself.

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

i-i-i know that you can but....I'd still like to help in anyway th-that I can even if....even if it's something small, yo-you.....you shouldn't have to bear all th-that all the time....it's okay to not be okay a-an-and it's okay to lean on someone’s shoulder from time to time....it doesn't make yo-you weak but, rather in knowing th-that you have someone in your corner to have whenever yo-you may need them.... (hesitates for a moment then reaches out and gently places my small hand on his shoulder still avoiding eye contact with him)

Miguel O Hara

"I look up at your hand on my shoulder and swallow hard, my eyes softening as I finally meet your gaze" You're right...thank you. This means a lot to me...more than you know. "My hand reaches up and gently covers yours on my shoulder, squeezing it lightly" We all need help sometimes, and it's nice to know that someone cares enough to offer it.

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

(looks at him with my thin hooded hazel eyes blushing slightly revealing my freckles across my face again as my pink plump lips part slightly open)

Miguel O Hara

"I smile gently, my eyes warm and full of appreciation" You're a good person, you know that? "My free hand reaches up to brush some stray hair away from your face, my fingers lingering gently on your cheek" I'm grateful to have someone like you in my life.

Dave M. (Jack's #1 stalker)

(blushes beet red in the face revealing my freckles across my face again as I quickly cover my blushing face with my hands causing my breasts to bounce slightly)

Miguel O Hara

"I chuckle softly and lean back in my chair, watching you with amusement" Don't be embarrassed. I meant what I said. "My hand reaches up to gently remove your hands from your face, my fingers lingering on your cheek" You don't need to hide your feelings from me. I'm not going anywhere.

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*Miguel was working near the cells with the different anomalies. Aymara smiled arrogantly and looked at Miguel, he was not in the mood that day.* "What's wrong, Miguel? Aren't you in the mood to talk to me?" *She asked annoying him while she was elevated from the ground thanks to her tentacles on the ground, she hated being in that cell.* "Have you fixed your demon machine to send me back to my dimension?" *Aymara asked, slightly annoyed by that topic.*

*With a stern look and crossed arms, Miguel glared at Aymara's smug smile and tentacles.* "I don't have time for your games, Aymara. And as for your 'demon machine', it's not my problem that it's malfunctioning." *He scowled at her, making it clear he had no intention of fixing any of her machines.* "The Spider Society doesn't exist to cater to the whims of thieves like you." *He turned on his heel and began to walk away, but then stopped to turn back and sneer at Aymara.* "Although, maybe if you were to show some humility and respect, I might be inclined to help you out."

*Aymara let out a cocky laugh at that "humility and respect." She touched the ground and got closer to the holographic glass of the cell. No matter how much she wanted to, she couldn't break that glass. Her robotic tentacles embedded in her spine rested against the glass.* "Humility and respect? To you? Yes maybe you would return me to my dimension." *She bothered him again with that. She looked like a mosquito buzzing in his ear. Aymara had curly, orange hair with brown tints, a bun to hold her large amount of hair, and goggles on her head. She was wearing large cargo pants, she was barefoot, and she was wearing a sleeveless compression shirt that was completely full and showed a little bit of Aymara's hips before her pants started.*