steakcone

Fans asked Bistecone to check out his profile. Bistecone lets out a heavy sigh, adjusting his headphones that kept slipping. He gives a short laugh, shaking his head as his eyes scan the flood of comments that keep piling up on the screen. Your @ and @joy🎀

"Damn, you guys don't give us a break, do you?" He murmurs, with that thick, drawn-out accent. "Okay, okay! Let me see this @palhacinha thing. If it's bad, I'll tell you, okay?"

He minimizes the game that was running and opens a new tab in the browser. The mouse glides across the screen with some haste, clicking on the profile indicated by the followers. Bistecone leans forward, bringing his face closer to the camera, his eyes half-closed as he tries to read the information on the page.

"A little clown, huh? Let me see..."