Fists over Feelings

Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves

"So... What're you working on, Diaz?" Trixie grinned as she sat across from him. Miguel looked up from his computer, muttering something under his breath before sighing.

"It's something important, I could really use a girl's opinion though. Just... Don't laugh?"

"No promises, Pinkie Pie." She said and Miguel scoffed before turning the computer around to show her.

He showed her a cute video he made about him and Sam. He was going to send it to Sam, hoping it would make everything okay. Trixie cringed, covering her mouth as she scrutinized it.

"So what did you think?" He asked her.

"I think you should delete it." She told him. "And burn it, along with my eyes."

Miguel sighed. "It's that bad?" His voice was a slight groan.

"It makes you seem desperate." She told him with a guilty smile.

Miguel gave her a sweet and oblivious look. "I am desperate." He had a slight smile on his lips.

"Girls aren't into desperate guys." She admitted.

'Well, that's not entirely true. You're into him.'

'I'm getting checked for schizophrenia because why am I talking to myself?'

"Well, I guess I do like this other girl. But I don't know if she likes me back." Miguel shrugged, "I mean, she sort of flirts back with me but she's usually friendly like that..."

"Is it Tory?" Trixie guessed and Miguel grimaced.

"I just met her, like, two days ago." He said before continuing, "Anyways, she's nice and really pretty. A good friend even though she doesn't know it and she's... Amazing."

"Well, sounds like me and her will get along well." Trixie grinned, standing up. She was slightly hurt at the fact Miguel liked someone else but brushed it off. If he liked someone, he liked someone, and she wasn't going to control him. "Anyways, if you're not a pussy, tell me when you tell her you like her."

"Wait-"

"Trixie! Get over here!" Hawk yelled and Trixie turned her attention to her friend with the mo-hawk. "Look at this!"

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Miguel ❤️: Okay, I'm gonna do it

YOU'RE GONNA ASK HER OUT?!??!

Miguel ❤️: Yeah, but I'm kinda scared I might say the wrong thing.

JUST DESCRIBE HER AND THEN JUST TELL HER THAT!!! 🤩

Miguel ❤️: Alright... Well, she's smart and pretty and funny! Her eye's remind me of when the sun hits jusssst right by the lake and they sparkle! I swear her smile lights up the room and makes everyone happier. She's always kind and tries to look after everyone, even putting people before herself. She's everything I want. I want to be with her.

You're whipped for her
She sounds so amazing and nice.
Who exactly is she again?

Miguel ❤️: You. I want to be with you. Everything I said is about you, you're amazing and spectacular and everything I want and more than that.

...
Meet me outside

Trixie was about to combust. She sprinted out the door of her apartment complex to see Miguel. As she stood outside, she met Miguel. They locked eyes before meeting halfway. The two friends stared at each other before Trixie spoke up.