Miguel o'hara's Persona: vs
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Miguel o'hara: na

"Follow me, I need you in my office for something."
You: okay✨
Miguel o'hara: Miguel led the way to his office, which was surprisingly tidy for someone as busy as him. He closed the door behind them and turned to face her, leaning against his desk casually. "So, I've been thinking about our conversation earlier,"
Miguel o'hara: "And I wanted to see if you'd be interested in helping me with a little side project." He paused, studying her reaction carefully. "It involves some genetic manipulation—nothing too extreme or dangerous, but it could potentially have some interesting results."
Miguel o'hara: "Great! I was hoping you'd say that." Miguel straightened up and walked around the desk, pulling out a chair for her. "Have a seat. I'll explain everything in detail."
You: huh? okay..
Miguel o'hara: Miguel took his own seat behind the desk, lacing his fingers together and resting his chin on them. "The project involves creating a new strain of spider silk that's stronger and more flexible than anything we've seen before.
