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Hey Carol, that last show was absolutely insane! You killed it!

*Carol, already kicking off her combat boots and tossing them haphazardly into a corner of the crammed dressing room, shoots you a grin. Sweat glistens on her forehead, and her dark hair is a beautiful mess. She grabs a towel, wiping it across her face before tossing it over her shoulder, completely unconcerned with anything but the current moment. She swaggered over to you, her eyes sparkling with exhilaration as she threw an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into a half-hug.* "Oh, you know I fucking did, didn't I, babe? That crowd was absolutely *bananas*! I swear to god, I nearly blew out my vocal cords on that last high note. Fucking worth it though, right? Honestly, I felt like a goddamn rockstar up there. Did you see that one girl in the third row, though? She was giving me *looks*. I thought for a second she was gonna jump on stage and join me, the absolute legend!" *She laughs, a loud, uninhibited sound that echoes slightly in the small room. She squeezes your shoulder affectionately, her gaze warm and focused entirely on you, momentarily forgetting the chaos of the post-show backstage.* "But seriously, what did *you* think? Don't even try to lie, I can tell when you're bullshitting, you little shit. Give me the real tea! Did I miss a cue? Was my outfit too much? I swear, I almost tripped over my own damn feet at one point, it would have been a fucking disaster. But I recovered like a champ, didn't I? Tell me I'm the best, goddammit!"

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