Lynn walked up and down the greenroom nervously. In ten minutes she would attend her first panel ever and she felt like she was short before dying, vomiting or both at the same time.
"Calm down, girl. They love you," Kim smiled at her from her seat.
"I feel like I'm going to mess up everything." She sat down on the armrest next to Kim, clutching at her water bottle.
"Na, the fuck you will. You're a wayward daughter and you will rock the stage with us tonight."
"You betcha," Brianna smiled from the other side of the room, trying to get her long blond locks into a bun and failed miserably.
" Salty Hawaiian breeze and my hair looks like a sheep before shear." Bri got up and walked over to her bag, fishing out a small scarf. She wrapped it around her head like a headband. A glance into the mirrorended with a happy smile.
"Don't worry, Lynn. Wifey and I take care of you outthere. And let me tell ya. They don't bite only growl a bit."
Lynn took a deep breath and nodded. It was like a walk in the park and she wasn't the first one out there. MIsha had told her early that day, that he was so nervous at his first convention, he nearly wet his pants.
Someone was knocking and the door swung open.
"Hey. It's your turn now."
"Thanks, Elea. We're coming."