"Hiya!" I smile to the general population that take an interest in my books. "You can call me Bea, hence the username @beadifferent." I twiddle my fingers around, emphasizing my username.

The crowd looked at me with curious expressions, with each individual eyebrow risen. "I know you're probably rather confused as to who I am or what I do, but it's quite simple, actually." 

I took a drawn-out pause before speaking again. "I have finally decided to set up a routinely schedule that I plan to follow. For, Saving the Deserter, I am now uploading every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. I may add in a surprise upload every now and then, but for the most part, that is it." A smug smile rose to my lips.

Both of my hands clamp down on the mahogany wood podium. "Any questions?"

A hand shot up in the crowd. I pointed to the gentleman. "Yes, Sir?"

He moistens the top and bottom of his lips. "Yeah, can we leave now?"

I sighed exasperatedly. "Yes, you ma-"

The whole crowd dispersed out of the room as fast as they could.
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bea different
bea beautiful 
bea you
beacause the only opinion that matters: is your own
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{don't mind my books, they're figment's of my imagination}