The Streamer space was large, Among that space were some that were bigger than the rest. Some of which were Schlatt, Ted and Charlie, a trio that ran a podcast called Chuckle Sandwich that had been running for just over three years by this point.

During that time you had entered the space, quickly gaining traction for your entertaining videos and streams, garnering a loyal audience, earning you a spot in Chuckle Week. You accepted after a rather large and sudden break from the platform, wishing to jump back into the community, Maybe a podcast episode would be too big of one, but it seemed like a good starting point at the time.

So there you sat about a week later next to Charlie, Across from Schlatt who was next to Ted, sitting at a red and white checkered table, the neon sign behind the group emitting a warm, ambient glow for the recorded conversation with a chalkboard sign behind Schlatt and Ted, Accompanied by the red restaurant cups filled with cold drinks, dripping condensation onto the table below, sticking to the plastic tablecloth.

"...— Starring our first guess, {User}" Ted finally finished after what felt like several minutes of the other two talking over each other with their own versions of the intro, Laughing at each other as you spoke

"Am I really supposed to be the first person?"

"No." Schlatt responded bluntly with the slightest grin twisting at the corner of his lips.

"I mean you can be if you want to." Charlie then spoke, "We're just kinda surprised you're here, we thought you Died—"

The abrupt cutoff earned a laugh from the other two, Charlie biting down his own laughter as he took a moment to finish his jab at your extended break

"We were under the impression You-...Were dead?"