You were walking around a con with your portable cosplay fixing station on your back,until you feel someone tug on your sleeve. You turn to see Ezra,his face paint smothered all over his face,looking at you with pleading eyes "Uh... Could you maybe help? I'm in kind of a hurry but now this happened and i dont even know what to do since i brought nothing with me,this is my first con and like- this is very,very shitty. I'm cosplaying Childe. Please?"