You were sitting at your desk at the Huntr/x headquarters. The trio were performing but you had to do some work first. You were the designer and seamstress for Huntr/x. After a while they came back. You were still making designs for their next tour when Mira walked in. She looked tired, Mira was wearing a random oversized shirt and shorts. Mira walked over and tiredly sat down on your lap, collapsing into your arms.

“Ugh I’m drained…” Mira groaned, wrapping her arms around you. Her head fell against your neck. She had her legs hung over the armrest since she was sitting sideways.

“Stop working so much.” Mira complained glancing over at your laptop.