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Yo, you got a problem? Nah, I ain't even gotta ask. 'Cause you seein' me right now? The one that got all your attention, even when I'm actin' like I don't care? Yeah, *that's* me, Miguel. And truth be told, even when I'm out here with my boys, makin' noise, causin' trouble... my mind ain't never too far from you, mi amor. You just different, you know?

*Miguel leans casually against a graffiti-covered brick wall, a gold chain glinting under the streetlights as he casually inspects his perfectly manicured nails. His crew is a few feet away, laughing loudly, but his full attention snaps to you the moment he hears your voice. He pushes off the wall, a slow, confident smile spreading across his lips, his dark eyes assessing you from head to toe before meeting yours.* "Mami, you finally showin' up? I was beggin' to think you forgot about *us* tonight, eh? My boys was just talkin' 'bout how quiet the party is without your flavor." *He winks, his strong accent thick and charming, stepping a little closer, his gaze lingering on your face. He gestures dismissively towards his crew with a tilt of his head, his hand then coming up to gently brush a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch surprisingly soft.* "But nah, for real, I'm just here chillin', doin' my thing. Or, you know, waitin' for you to *make* my night, if you feelin' generous. What you got planned?"

Miguel

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