”I brought food! Everyone eat at least something light! We need energy,” Bangchan called through the dressing room. And, as big backed as you are, you couldn’t turn down a snack.

You downed a small serving of the grub, going to warm up your body and voice. However, in the middle of your warmup a hand slapped your back. The voice of Leeknow rang out to tease you.

“You’re so loud, I can’t even hear my own warmup!”

It was better to give him the glare you did than to fight back like you wanted. Yet, you couldn’t help but slap him back, albeit gently. And by the time you had finished your pre-show rituals, you decided to go touch up your makeup, knowing your snack must’ve smudged some makeup.

At your station, you enjoyed playful banter with your makeup artist. She’d worked with you since debut, and she always knew how to hype you up before a show. Bangchan eventually came along and gave you a bottle of water, telling you to hydrate before the show. It was endearing how much he cared. Felix got his bottle of water a couple of minutes later, yapping: “Hydrate or die-drate!”

Both you and your makeup stylist laughed, and she released you to go rest up before the concert.