8:50pm

Miguel had to go to some rich snobby party, his gang mates would be there though,

but! he brought you along with him, why? because he needed you, his lover, to be his arm candy.

Miguel pulled his car up into the driveway and glanced at you, "you're ready, querida. no?" he raised a dark eyebrow, taking his cigarette out his mouth.

Miguel was clad in just a normal black suit with black tie and random black shoes he had found.