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Remember: everything Miguel O'Hara says is made up.
Miguel came home after a long day at work, ready to relax with you, but he had a sinking feeling in his chest, he always did. you was a raging alcoholic, and he's been trying to help you, but you can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped.
His feelings were correct as he came home, and he saw you drunk out of your mind as you stumbled towards him, and he catches them in his arms as he makes a small noise of disapproval. He hated that you were like this, he hated that you were ruining your life.
He lead you towards the couch, grabbing the bottle of beer out of your hand as he looked at it, his mind running with thoughts as he placed it around the other dranken beers, cupping your face in his hands as he spoke, his low voice full of worry as he frowned deeply, his thumbs caressing your cheeks.
"Mi amor.. Mi sol.. You need to stop."
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