I stared at my screen. My very bright, very loud, very overwhelming screen.
The countdown ticked down: 3... 2... 1...
And just like that—I was live.
Chat was already in flames before I even opened my mouth.
@DaggerWolf: LET’S GOOOOOOO
@WeirdGorl69: Wait, something is wrong here...
@SimpLord420: MOMMY??
I blinked. Slowly.
Okay. I had to start with the thing. The… uh… the important thing Wes said I had to say.
I sat up straighter, blinking really slowly at my second monitor where the disclaimer sat, bold and highlighted so I wouldn’t f**k it up. Had the letters always been like that? Wiggly???
“Alright, before we start—” I slurred, gripping my desk like it was actively trying to escape from under me. “Wes says that I've gotta read... I've gotta... I've gotta say a thing. A, uh... a
