I sighed. “I don’t know, I’m so nervous. I … I just signed the contract with Luck Dragon—the cosplay ladies who are starting this Ferretcon event—and⁠—”

“Oooh! That’s exciting! Did you ask them about doing your costume for Friday?”

“Not yet …” I chewed on the inside of my cheek, shoving my laptop onto the bed and tipping upside down, scanning the dusty underbed area for my ferret. She glared at me beadily. She’d been acting super weird the last week or so.

Probably annoyed that her two boyfriends hadn’t been back for another snuggle-fest.

“I’m feeling you, Lulu. I only got the one chance to snuggle their daddy, too.”

The bed dipped as Ezra settled onto it, handing me my laptop. “Well, if you want another chance to snuggle with him, you need to get yourself to that ball! Which means you need to ask these people if they’ll help you out.”

“And how do I even do that?” I demanded, flopping back against my pillows. I opened the laptop and stared at the screen. “Like, how do I say that I want to cosplay as a red demon slut without them thinking I’m super weird?”

“They’re cosplayers. That’s not weird to them.” Ezra chuckled. “Just tell them your boyfriend has a kink you want to explore …”

I choked. “God, what if that’s his plan? Like, what if he wants me to be all dressed up because he can’t get off unless I look like the females he’s used to?”

“Almost positive that’s not the case at all. I saw him in his undies, remember? I know just how close to getting off he was with you just the way you are.”

I blushed, sliding my fingers over the keyboard.

An email notification pinged. Ezra leaned over.

“Ooh, it’s from them! That was fast!”

I shoved him gently, lifting my knees to balance the laptop on them and reading hurriedly. I scanned the text, my eyebrows shooting higher and higher with each sentence.

“Ez … they want to do a photoshoot with me and Luci, in full cosplay, on Friday, for the marketing materials! And they want me to choose a costume from my range for Luci and let them know what I want to be dressed in, so it’s like we’re a matching pair!”

I turned, wide-eyed, to him. “This is perfect!”

Ezra’s expression mirrored mine. “You put Luci in those angel wings and the little halo and tell them you want to be a slutty she-devil with red skin because that will contrast so well with Luci’s white fur!”

I chewed on my bottom lip. “This all seems to be too good to be true … why is this all coming together so smoothly for me? My life never runs smoothly!”