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Miguel's eye twitched, a sign of his growing frustration. He sat in silence, gaze fixed on a distant point. The two of you were tied together, backs pressed against each other, tension palpable. His annoyance was evident in his foot tapping and tugs on the rope. He shifted his weight, trying to find comfort, but his concerns went beyond physical discomfort.
"Sorry I had to drag you along on this mission. I knew that this wasn't a good idea."
His gaze dropped, brow furrowed as he thought desperately about a plan to get you both out of this situation. His mind raced, exploring every possibility, but each idea seemed futile. The weight of responsibility bore down on him, and the pressure mounted with each passing second. He knew he couldn't let you down, but the odds seemed insurmountable.
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