Brent thought he was going to hyperventilate.
While he knew that things were still going according to plan, that didn't mean he wasn't stressed out of his fucking mind. He hated public speaking. Was fucking terrible at it, in his opinion. Kellen was a better match for this kind of thing. He had a voice that tended to inspire people, raise them up. Empower them every time he spoke.
Brent?
His voice seemed to cause fights.
Case and point, Kellen was arguing with Mr. Caulder over how Brent was dressed after Kellen and Brent had traded a few comments about their respective looks. People were stepping in to calm them both down, but it was obvious what the connection between the two were. Him.
So, Brent wasn't feeling that great leading up to the press conference from those facts alone. It was made worse that as the time got closer, the people that he knew and who kept him sane, dropped off. One was pulled this way, one was pulled another way.
