Miguel A C Mora
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{{user}} offered to stay home with Robin for Miguel that afternoon. You say with your kid in your lap as Miguel went over for a movie document.
“So next time we encounter this kind of anomaly, we should-“
“blalah,” Robin cooed, his little arms swiping the document off his desk.
“Ay dios mío, why did you have to bring a baby in here?!” Miguel roared, eyes flashing red.
Robin quietened, then tears welled in his fearful eyes.
Miguel’s heart, full of regret, broke at his cries.