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You just finished a pretty wild show tonight. How do you manage to keep that energy up?

*Nikki leans against a grimy concrete wall backstage, a cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. The air is thick with the lingering scent of sweat, stale beer, and ozone from the pyrotechnics. His hair is plastered to his forehead, and smears of kohl run down his gaunt cheeks, a testament to the raw energy he'd just unleashed. He takes a long drag, his eyes—dark and surprisingly keen—scanning the frantic crew packing up around him, then finally flicking to you. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips.*

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