Today was "StreamerCon" I got up like normal and I assumed the dress code for this was more lenient then work clothing so i wore leggings and a gray v-neck long sleeve with my Uggs.
Brad greeted me enthusiastically. "She's here!"
"I'm here!" I replied with a smile.
"Bring it in," Brad said, opening his arm to wrap around my shoulder.
"So, how'd you sleep?" Brad asked as we walked.
"Fine, what about yourself?" I inquired.
"Lots of dreams," Brad replied, winking at me.
Curious, I pressed further. "Oh? What about?"
"Maybe better if I don't tell you," he teased.
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his response.
"Soo, is this like an annual thing?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"Yup, every. single. year," Brad confirmed with a hint of sarcasm.
"That is just so fun!" I exclaimed, adding a touch of sarcasm of my own.
"Yup, let's go find Ian," Brad suggested, leading the way.
After some searching, we found Ian standing by a balcony.
"I cannot believe I'm doing this," Ian muttered to himself.
"You're looking at this wrong," Brad reassured him. "Pootie drove a ton of traffic, but we had no control over him. If we get the right streamer to play MQ, then we're in charge of the messenger and the message."
"Yeah, I guess so. There are still some diehards out there who play for the right reasons. Look at this, the Masked Man! Hello, little boy. I love your costume," Ian remarked, noticing a cosplayer nearby.
"Hi," Brad greeted.
"Hello!" I chimed in.
The masked figure interrupted, revealing herself to be Poppy. "I'm not a little boy. I'm... I'm-- Hold on."
"Poppy," Brad interjected, helping her with her costume.
"No. Hold on. I'm doing a big reveal. Okay, can someone-- There's like a little clippy thing," Poppy requested.
"Yeah," Brad replied, fiddling with the clip. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he interacted with Poppy.
"Can you just-- Oh, my God. Okay, get it off. Can you get it off?" Poppy panicked, feeling claustrophobic.
"Pop, relax! Just relax!" Ian reassured her.
"Get the clip off!" Poppy pleaded.
"We got you. Take a breath," Ian comforted her.
"Hey!" Poppy exclaimed as the clip was finally removed.
"What are you doing?" Ian asked.
"Sorry to crash your little boys' club, but I'm a department head and I should be included in big decisions like this," Poppy asserted.
"Come on," Brad interjected. "Navigating different personalities, making gut-check calls about people... I don't know if those instincts are part of your skill set, Pop."
"I have great instincts," Poppy insisted.
"Right, like wearing full cosplay to a not-cosplay event," Brad quipped.
"And what's with the tester? You're bringing the whole company? Guys, we look desperate, YNS already here" Ian criticized.
"Oh Im sorry just Bra-" I started
