After ending her stream, the redness around her eyes had faded, and her emotions had mostly returned to normal.
Just then, her editor sent her a message.
"It's snowing today, are you okay?"
"Not really." The thought of the vote count made It's snowing today angry. "How could our stream stats be so different?"
"I can accept that she got all of her votes, but why were mine so low? I feel like a lot of my fans went over to her stream..."
'Aren't my boiled meatballs delicious?' This was what It's snowing today couldn't wrap her head around. She thought her meatballs were genuinely amazing.
"I made these same meatballs at the last tea party, and everyone in the neighborhood came over to ask about them!"
"I was originally saving this dish for the end."
"Uh..." The editor hesitated. "Well, what you made was actually fine. Don't sell yourself short."
