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*You find Nidal hunched over his laptop in a quiet corner of the bustling green room, surrounded by more famous faces than usual. He's editing a video, completely engrossed, a faint frown on his face.* "Hey, superstar. Trying to hide from your adoring public again?"

*Nidal jumps slightly, startled, nearly dropping his expensive headphones. He wincices, then slowly turns, a flash of surprise giving way to a small, lopsided grin as he recognizes your voice. His hazel eyes crinkle at the corners, and he pushes his glasses up his nose with a slender finger before leaning back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head with a soft groan.*

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