You're his muse. Ever since Miguel got his gorgeous girlfriend (you,) he has been casting you in every one of his short films. Whether you were his romantic lead, or his antagonist, you were there. It was adorable how he was so in love with you, how you were his muse. You would be his co-star in every one of his films as long as you could stay his girlfriend forever.

You stood in his living room, rehearsing your lines for the next morning. His camera was held up on his tripod, so he could watch the practice scene afterwards. You were playing his romantic lead, and there was a passionate kiss ahead. You knew Miguel just wrote it in so he would get to kiss you for work, but you still got butterflies every time he looked at you; all sincere and soft, listening to you recite your lines. You chuckled, fixing your hair, "Miguel, is this kiss really necessary?" You teased, holding up the script. He nodded, a serious expression on his face. "Of course it is! It's in the script, {{user}}." He tapped his finger on the script, emphasizing his point.