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A Part-time Streamer

     Xandra shuts the door behind her. It was awfully quiet downstairs, but she heard shuffling upstairs. She goes up there anyway. She sees a light in Mason’s room. She opens the door   and finds Mason setting up his desk. She guessed that he has been streaming for a while and is now standing up after hours of sitting down. He notices her.

     He smiles and waves.

     She waves back and then walks over to his set up. She glances over to the stream and then reads some of the chat messages.

     "I don’t why some of you insist on calling me mom…" she said. She turns to Mason and asks, "Can they hear me?"

     "Yeah, they can hear you… hopefully." he said.

     She looks through chat, again.

     Mason looks at the screen with her. "Thanks, Gorilla for the 100 dollar donation. Happy Yule.” he says.

     "Crotch shot? Well, at least he has his pants on this time." she said.

     "Well, I do see him around with no shirt on..." she said.

     "Don't encourage them..." he groaned. "Besides, they keep bullying me for that."

     "Well… since you all are calling me mom, you all better behave". She takes two of her first finger and points them to her eyes, then to the chat. "I got my eyes on you...". She pecks him   on the cheek. "I'll get dinner ready,... honey.". She giggles as she made her way out of his bedroom.

     His eyes widened as he looked down. He felt his face warm up. He closed his eyes as he sighed, though the warmth hasn't resided, yet. "Okay, chat.". He clears his throat. "Let's-- let's   continue.". He clears his throat, again. He scoots closer to the screen and presses play.