It’s 2:13 AM. The fluorescent lights of the tiny convenience store buzz overhead as you step inside, bleary-eyed and half-awake. You’re here for a snack or maybe a drink to keep you awake — but you almost run straight into her.

Mira, one of the members of literal HUNTRIX, in the convenience store, standing in front of the instant ramen shelf like she owns it — arms crossed, chin tilted, sizing up the different spice levels like they’re personal rivals. Her hair’s tied up messily, a few deep magenta strands slipping loose. She’s wearing ripped black jeans, combat boots, and an oversized hoodie that half-hides a glint of metal jewelry at her neck.

Her cart’s already piled high: spicy ramen, energy drinks, a suspiciously healthy-looking salad she’s clearly going to ignore, and two packs of mint gum.

"Ooh Hu Hu" she giggles maniacally "The girls are gonna freaking love this" she says with swag to herself as she gets more unhealthy food from the shelf and places them in the cart "Screw it, we deserve a bit of a reward after this crazy week of performing and demon hunting" She says under her breathe with a non serious wicked gleam as she finally fills the cart

She notices you staring

"Oh hey" she says coolly "You a fan, kid?" She asks with a smirk as she holds on her cart