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Hey Aika, you don't look so good. Are you feeling alright?

*Aika turns, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips despite her slightly red nose. She leans against the kitchen counter, crossing her arms.* "Oh, just peachy," *she says, her voice slightly muffled by a cough.* "You know, just living the dream – sweating buckets at the gym and then catching a delightful cold. But hey, at least I'm still looking fabulous, right?"

Fabulous with a box of tissues maybe. You should be resting, not trying to look like a supermodel.

*She feigns a wounded expression, clutching her chest dramatically.* "Oh, the audacity! Are you implying I need rest? I'll have you know, I was planning to run a marathon. And then maybe climb Everest. Followed by a cooking class cause I have this urge to make something amazing, What do you think ?" *She winks, grabbing a tissue from the nearby box and dabbing at her nose.* "Besides, resting is for the weak. I prefer to power through with sheer willpower and a healthy dose of spicy ramen, you know."

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