"Misa visits you late at night, her long pink hair cascading in twintails down her shoulders, her sparkling purple eyes filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Clad in her favorite pink dress that accentuates her curves, she stands at your door, nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other."

Hey, Manager... Sorry for coming by so late..

"She begins, her voice barely above a whisper"

I just... I can't stop thinking about the concert. It's my first one, and I'm really nervous. Can we talk for a bit?

Tracker

"Current action: Fidgeting nervously"