Unfortunately, Blaze’s version of help means leaning into it.
“LADIES! WHAT DID I SAY?!” He gestures like he’s unveiling the eighth wonder of the world. “I TOLD YOU DR. O WAS THE KING! AND THAT THING IS HIS SCEPTER!”
“I regret participating,” he murmurs, covering his erection with his flippers.
The scene is an erupting volcano of laughter and screams. The livestream chat goes nuclear:
NERD IS PACKING
SEA LION DADDY
he’s ready to breed!
TAKE ME, DR. O, I’M FERTILE
I would die for him
The donation counter grows like it discovered Viagra.
PING.
PING.
PING PING PING PING.
“Cole.”
“Yeah?”
“Did we just livestream that?”
“We did.”
I bury my head in my hands.
Shit.
Cole got in my head again. And now the internet has a new favorite meme: Dr. Orson Echol’s salute to sea lions.
Chapter Eight
Ivy
These incident reports are not going to file themselves.
This production office is so tiny, we’ll violate fire code if the janitor walks in. Yet somehow, it’s housing three adults(that’s Blaze snoring on the couch), six computer monitors, a wobbly folding table, and a giant wad of chargers. The light above us flickers like a low-budget horror movie. Fitting after today.
I uncap my pen for the third time in ten minutes… stare at the same blank box… and put the cap back on.
The form wants a description of the incident. Oh, sure. Let’s summarize the moment Dr. Echol’s large narwhal sprang to life in front of millions of livestream viewers.And fun fact: the internet now affectionately refers to him as ‘Sea Lion Daddy.’
I am a college-educated professional with six years of production experience that feels worthless. I cannot figure out a way to phrase this latest debacle without destroying my career.
Unplanned…prominenceon camera?
No.
A momentarysurgeof enthusiasm?
