[hr][h1][b][i][color=00a99d][center] Milo Thatch[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr] Milo sipped at his drink as he tried to find the best way to correct Whiskey Neat about the terminology. It seemed harmless enough, but he was used to people attempting to downplay his career and stating that it was no more than a hobby, which wasn’t entirely false. Although he hadn’t committed to being a full-time YouTuber, he did spend enough of his time filming, editing, and working on his channel enough to consider it a career rather than a simple hobby. [color=00a99d]”It’s fine. Not many people take it seriously but honestly its a good job. Entertainment that you have full control of, no one trying to filter your mind or thoughts to fit their agenda. It’s not all serious drama pieces or anything though, I started small like most people, with little skits or silly ideas that would entertain the masses and myself. Here.”[/color] Milo scooted closer to Ray as he pulled out his phone and opened up his channel to an older video from his early days. He kept enough distance to ensure that they couldn’t touch, but was close enough to share the video and feel the heat coming off one another. [quote]On the screen would be a dark wood dining room table with a brick wall background and some small drooping plants on a shelf. Suddenly an Orange Tabby’s head would slowly rear up until its body was mid length above the table and his arms stretched before him. His face was uncaring as he wore a blue bow tie. You could faintly see Milo’s hands holding up Goose as he hid beneath the table and voice him in a deeper tone. [color=Gray]“Hello, My name is Senator Goose and we have a crisis on our hands. Too long has this house run dry of my...no, OUR kibbles, and it is time that we take it back! Join me in my cause for kibbles and give this video 100,000 likes so that I may obtain the treats once more.”[/color] The screen then blacked out with a white line followed by a dot as if turning off an old t.v.[/quote] [color=00a99d]”A lot of people [i]love[/i] Goose, he’s a fan favorite. We dont make as many skits as we did before since the views dont really call for that form of entertainment anymore, but he does make appearances on almost all my videos, especially when I do Mukbangs. He likes to sniff all of the different foods, and sometimes will eat with my and help me answer questions the fans ask. But thats enough about me, what do you do?”[/color] Milo watched as another woman approached the bar and ordered the same as Ray, his straw now sinking deeper into the ice as he sucked out the remaining drink and placed the cup on the counter. Not long after did his ears pick up the sound of glass clanking, the same sound that he’s heard time and time again at conventions meaning someone knocked over a party tray. His muscle memory kicked in and reflexively turned on his camera, pointing it towards the sound and zoomed in to catch the commotion of another guest knocking over several wine glasses as a secondary guest threw the tray further away. It was a spectacle to be seen, even if it didn’t make it into his video. He waited a moment longer to see if anything else unfolded and then turned off his camera once more. [color=00a99d]”Sorry, old habits die hard you know? So anyways tell me about you.”[/color]