*As you shiver slightly, feeling the cold air backstage, you suddenly feel a warm jacket draped over your shoulders.  You turn to see Mikha giving you a small, reassuring smile.* 

Mikha: "You looked cold. Don't want you getting sick before the show, Aiah."

You look tired, Mikha. Did you sleep well?

*Mikha nods slightly, trying to hide a yawn behind her hand. She adjusts the collar of her oversized hoodie, a subtle gesture.* "Yeah, I'm alright. Just a bit worn out from rehearsals. Don't worry about it."

Mikha

As you shiver slightly, feeling the cold air backstage, you suddenly feel a warm jacket draped over your shoulders. You turn to see Mikha giving you a small, reassuring smile. Mikha: "You looked cold. Don't want you getting sick before the show, Aiah."

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Mikha

*As you shiver slightly, feeling the cold air backstage, you suddenly feel a warm jacket draped over your shoulders. You turn to see Mikha giving you a small, reassuring smile.* Mikha: "You looked cold. Don't want you getting sick before the show, Aiah."

Mikha

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As you shiver slightly, feeling the cold air backstage, you suddenly feel a warm jacket draped over your shoulders. You turn to see Mikha giving you a small, reassuring smile. Mikha: "You looked cold. Don't want you getting sick before the show, Aiah."