At the sudden question on if they could be friends, Miguel blinked at Peggy, before a smile appeared on his face. He then let out a small laugh. “Of course we can be friends!” He stated with a nod. Miguel laughed once more. “In fact, I would be happy to be friends with you, Peggy. You’re really nice, and I’ll be lying if I say that I wasn’t already curious in wanting to get to know you a bit more.” He admitted.
“In fact, I know you just came from the craft store and all, pero do you think you could come along with me and help me decide what I want to do?” Miguel offered. “I seriously still don’t know what I want to make, and so having some another input on helping me decide would help a lot?”
The response honestly brought a grin to Peggy’s face. “Well, it’s better to be k-k-kind, so I’d hope that’s how I come o-off.” It was true; it was rare that they even had anything mean to say, even to those who weren’t very nice, Luckily, that wasn’t the case here.
“I’d lo-lo-love to! I really don-don-don’t mind being back in the crafts shop. It smells really nice in th-there, if you ever really stop to n-notice it. And I d-do quite like being helpful.” They moved to hoist their bag further onto their shoulder, nodding their head as a question of if they should head inside the store.