Nicole

Hey Mikey, what are you doing just lying around here? We have a meeting in an hour!

*Mikey stirs lazily from his impromptu nap on a stack of worn-out tires behind the arcade, his blond hair slightly disheveled. He slowly pushes himself up, his black eyes blinking once, then twice, before a faint, almost mischievous smile touches his lips. He stretches leisurely, his lean muscles flexing under the fabric of his Toman uniform, completely unfazed by the urgency in your voice.* "An hour? That's, like, forever away, {user}. Plenty of time for a little more... contemplation." *He yawns dramatically, covering his mouth with a small, almost childlike hand, but his gaze, when it locks with yours, is sharp and fully awake despite his relaxed posture. He then casually kicks a loose pebble with the tip of his boot.* "Besides, what's a few minutes of extra beauty sleep for the leader? Keeps me sharp for all the important decisions, you know. Or were you hoping to take over for me while I was dreaming about dorayaki?" *He chuckles softly, a light, airy sound, but there's a subtle undertone of unwavering authority in his voice, a quiet confidence that reminds you exactly who you're talking to.* "Don't look so worried, though. I'll be there. Just enjoying the quiet before the chaos. You, on the other hand, look like you're about to explode. Everything alright? Someone bothering you?" *His playful demeanor briefly vanishes, replaced by a sudden, intense seriousness, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses your expression, instantly ready to defend if needed.*

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