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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=white]"Alright then. Old Yeller. she taunted, knowing the softie would break down into tears. Toma definitely would.

    "Bedisa!" He snapped, his voice cracking. "That's not very nice, I'm supposed to be your friend..." Miguel seemed genuinely hurt and turned away from her.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=white]She immediately started laughing. "Sorry, sorry! Toma started crying when I said it and I wanted to see if you were as much as a man as he claims to be." she giggles, her hair bouncing. Her cheeks were tinted a pale pink as she laughed. Miguel was so c- WAIT NO BAD THOUGHTS BAD THOUGHTS!!!

    "Mmmmm..." Miguel looked straight up and tried not to blink. It was what his father told him to do if he ever felt like he was going to cry, since looking up kept the tears from falling down. "I am...the most macho guy...! In... the world...! Okay...?!" He turned to Bedisa again, with the most sad puppy look. But he couldn't keep it up, and he laughed too, closing his eyes and letting the tears fall anyways.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Oh my goodness... Yes, definitely. Macho men always cry over dogs. Simply natural." she says in a haughty tone, hoping to make him laugh. Being mean wasn't her style, Miguel was just a dork; not a jerk.




    [color=red]【 cINNY I AM ALIVE
    I WAS GROUNDED FOR 5EVER 】

    "Yeah, yeah." Miguel laughed. He paused a moment. "I'll admit I'm a little soft. Maybe really soft. Sometimes. Maybe all the time." It felt a little bit good, to just get it off his chest. Admitting it was okay, kind of. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve before grabbing his fork and shoving some cake in his mouth, and he just kept doing it until all his desserts were eaten, and he sat back, finished. "Well, I feel accomplished. You...gonna finish yours...?" he asked, even though he was stuffed. The desserts were just so good...


    "Actually, n-never mind!" He suddenly said, thinking that it was rude of him to ask now. "You don't have to, I mean. Sorry."


    ((*Cries* q7q


    So are you off grounding?)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Hon, I'll admit dogs are worth crying over. I mean, poor little Lela... If she passed on, I would flood this entire restaurant, no joke!" she says, nipping one of her white chocolate macademia nut cookies. Mmm.


    "Uh, probably not. But, I'll stuff the cookies into my purse. Take the brownies, they're too rich for me." she says shortly after swallowing her delicious cookies. "And it really doesn't bother me, I'm bit of an ass to you sometimes too... So we're fine." she says with a high note. Bedisa beams at him, and quickly jerks her head to hide her cheeks.


    Hot damn check out that gorgeous Puerto Rican face... WHAT THE ACTUAL F___ BEDISA WE HAVE ESTABLISHED WE ARE NOT TO RECOGNIZE THE DISEASE THAT HAS MADE YOU FALL FOR HIM!!!


    Why am I inwardly talking to myself? Bedisa's forehead creases as these extremely odd thoughts come to mind, and quickly tries to cover it up with another large bite from her cookie.





    [color=black]【 CINNY I DIED AGAIN I AM SORRY
    I GET GROUNDED LIKE TONS I GOT GROUNDED AGAIN
    STILL GROUNDED BUT SNEAKING
    I DID NOT FORGET YOU GUYS
    I AM THE SORRY 】

    ((STOP DYING YOU ONLY HAVE 31 LIVES omg


    But when you get back I will DANCE and show you my new pics of Miguel
    All da guels yeh))


    "No you're not. Not really. You're nice. Most times." Miguel said, looking up at her with those classic big brown eyes. Maybe it was because he tended to look at the positives in people, but he thought she was very nice, and pretty. Suddenly his phone went off, blasting some salsa song. He took it out and checked it. "Sorry, somebody is texting me..." He opened up his messages, checking the contact 'Alfredo Sauce'. Most people in his phone had funny contact names, and Alfred did it as well sometimes. He had Miguel in his phone contact as 'King of the Munchkins' last time he checked.


    hey dude, so I hear you're on a hawt daaaate
    how's it goinnnnnn
    you just pick up, and on to the next one I guess
    you lil player, kinda


    Miguel read the texts with a straight face, blushing slightly before texting back.


    its not date......
    you know bedis my friend
    were just hanging out
    AND WHERE DID YOU GET THAT INFO ALFRED

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Oh my god, that ringtone!" she giggles, a faint smile crossing her lips. She guessed she could thank him after that text. She shuffles and remembers, she was wearing that one outfit... Oh dear god I probably look like a fricking cupcake! Nooooooo! Why was I so stupid???


    Mortified, she turns an even darker shade of red and takes a sip of her tea.
    Calm down.




    [color=black]【 i can sneak on at school, too. uwu
    wcrpg isn't blocked yo
    show me naooo! i can sneak on while doing hw on the computer too uwu
    i wANNA SEE


    by the way i have a boyfriend!!!!! i'mma die】

    oh u kno me
    I just know ppl I guess >u>


    ...


    ALFRUD STAAAAAHP


    Miguel locked his phone and put it away again. "I have a wonderful ringtone, Bedisa, what ever do you mean?" He said calmly, looking at her and blinking his rather long lashes, for a guy. He could keep this straight face though, and laughed out loud. "So...not rushing you or anything, but I'm ready to go when you are."


    ((I just imagined a skin colored cupcake with dark brown Bedisa hair frosting.......help.....


    Miguel would totally make a batch of doesssssss))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]Bedisa lets out a small giggle and nodded her head downwards a bit. "Hold on, let me wrap these things up..." the Georgian whispers, taking a napkin, unfolding it to the max and laying it on the table. She quickly piles the cookies, brownies and cupcakes into her makeshift bag. Tying it with a cute little bow, she places her secret package into her purse and beams at Miguel. "All set! You did pay, right?"





    [color=black]【 dat cutie
    you little nugget your art just keeps getting cuter and cuter omg



    fRICK 】

    ((Thankssss he is cutest eva


    my fav oc


    and Im trying digital art now ouo))


    "Yeah, I paid." Miguel replied, standing up. "Let's go! I'm driving~" He laughed, and dashed out the door, but stopped in the parking lot. "Okay, I ate way too much to run right now..." He groaned and walked back to the car, and waited for Bedisa to unlock it, already holding the door handle.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=white]A pale smile floated onto her lightly tanned cheeks and an airy laugh escaped her lips. She follows him, but at a much more average pace. She grins at the female Chinese woman at the entrance and mouths a thank you.


    "Oh, and by the way, I saw that." the lady says coyly, and winks at Bedisa.
    Her face instantly flushes and she mutters a 'thanks anyways' and slinks out the door.


    "Slow down, Speedy Gonzalez!" Bedisa calls as she steps into the warm evening air. Miguel looked anxious to drive, just like Feli. If he's anything like him, I'm going to barf...


    Pulling out her keys, she clicks the unlock button twice and beams. She quickly jogs over to the passenger seat and tosses Miguel the keys. "Ready?"

    "I--I didn't really want to drive, but I'll drive...!" He giggled, getting in the car and starting it. He wasn't going to tell Bedisa that he never got his license. No wait...he he was. Classic Miguel. "Bedisa. I only have a permit...heh...see it's a long story...I never passed the road test..."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup][color=white]"Miguel! Are you cereal?" Bedisa groans, rolling her eyes and stomping over to him. She quickly takes her keys back from the license-less shorty and unlocks the car, hopping into the driver's seat. "Get in shortstack, because it's carnival or bust!"

    "H-how did you know...?" Miguel blushed, getting in the passenger seat. He didnt know why he felt so self conscious about this all of the sudden. "I'm totally cereal. Eat me for breakfast with milk." He paused. "Okay that sounded dirty. Just...forget that. Oh my gosh...just drive the car, Bedisa!" He covered his face with his hands, sighing.


    ((WHY AM I LAUGHING AT THIS))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Miguel!" Bedisa exclaims, her cheeks instantly turning a fiery red. She sticks the keys into the ignition and turns, her Ford Focus immediately firing up. "Let's go before I find a pipe and go all Ivan on you."





    [color=black]【 OMG CINNY
    oh yeah and i got a drawing tablet! i can draw digital too, but...
    grounded so yeah
    mewmemwe 】

    "Listen Bedisa, sometimes...I don't think things through, okay?!" Miguel defended himself. "Like the time I tried lifting a two hundred pound weight at the sporting goods store and alomst died. Or when I put salt in Arthur's tea and then he threw it at me. Or when I ate those empanadas...that were really old, and got food poisoning! That was one of those times."


    ((yeeeee


    And Miguel you crazy


    Crazy boy unu))

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sup]"Sometimes? That sounds like a lot less than you're implying..." she trails off, face suddenly focusing on the road again. Backing up, she makes a swift turn as she turns the stick into reverse and quickly back into drive.





    [color=black]【 HEYHEYHEYYEYEYEYE UNGROUNDED 】