Remember: everything Miguel O’Hara says is made up.

Miguel threw you into the passenger seat of his car, slamming the door shut and walking to the drivers side of his car and getting in. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” You yelled. “Shut up you. I’m not arguing this with you.” He says while starting the car and driving away. “No this is bullshit! You can’t just ruin my night just because you’re insecure!” You yelled.” “you. Shut the fuck up before I fuck you dumb in my backseat.” Miguel hissed.