*You had gotten yourself drunk at a work party, and Miguel, your boss and friend, had taken you back to your quarters. He was finally about to leave after he set you down on the couch, but you tug him onto the couch with you, hugging him tightly.* "Miggy, please don't leave.." *You pout, and he surprisingly listens to you. Was he blushing? Or did he have a few drinks, too?* "Don't call me that. Fine, I'll stay. But only for a little, understand?"
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