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My gaze flickered back to the chat and picked out an easy question.
Head bobbing, I read the question out loud as I turned some knobs to get the sound that I wanted.
“What systems are you using?”
“I’m using a Pioneer 4 Channel DJ Controller with the Rekordbox software,” I answered smoothly as I transitioned the song into something a little special that I made. It seemed the viewers loved it because suddenly the chat filled with emojis. Jacey made it so that the emojis also bounced around on his stream, filling it with different images from head bobbing creatures to music notes and different styled hearts. There were animated dancing ones too.
Jacey had his camera in the corner of his stream, and he was practically dancing around as he listened. That was probably why he had wireless headphones on.
The reaction only spurred me on to work harder for them, the rush of their excitement filling me. Once that particular mix wore itself down, I smoothly switched to a different set I had created specifically for this event.
The flashing lights around me adjusted. I glanced over at the boys. Toby gave me a thumbs up, holding up the remote. I grinned, giving him a light shake of my head before going back to trying to entice the viewers to donate.
It seemed to be working as I glanced at the screen, remembering to thank them. People were easily dropping twenty to fifty bucks. I even saw a couple donations that were a hundred.
Jacey’s donation bar was steadily filling up. I knew he had more lined up after me, but he was going to reach it way beforehand. People were loving this event, and I was having more fun than I had expected. Toby had been right, I played for me, and it seemed the viewers were picking up on that.
About halfway through, though, I nearly stopped, losing the flow I had built up. The donation alert popped up on the screen. My mouth dropped at the thousand-dollar donation. Then the name came up. It wasn’t the normal weird usernames used by the viewers. It was an actual name.
“Holy crap,” I said. “Thank you for the donation, A. Laurens.” I swallowed hard, coldness seeping into the pit of my stomach. I grabbed the water, letting Jacey take over the thanks. Jacey was obviously psyched about it as that donation allowed him to meet his goal. So he extended his goal to something higher.
Me, I couldn’t be as excited as he was. I hadn’t expected to see a donation from someone I was doing work for. Especially Arden Laurens. I didn’t take him for a man who had time to even watch streamers.
Eventually, I was able to bounce back from that little shock, getting back into the music.
Once we hit the last five minutes, it was time to drop a little surprise on Jacey, something I had set up ahead of time. I nodded at Seth to let him know we were doing it. He grinned back and pulled out his phone.
I lowered the music a little bit, remembering all the tips Jacey had given me about being streamed. Viewers didn’t want pure music, they wanted variety, they wanted interaction. They wanted surprises.
“As we wrapped this up, I wanted to give Jacey a little surprise,” I said, still working the music. “Now, I know my job here was to get you all to donate money, but what is Thanksgiving without a little giving from all parties involved. So, chat, as a thank you for showing up, giving Jacey and me so much love, I wanted to show you my appreciation.”
The first alert popped up on the screen. One hundred gifted subs.
Jacey’s eyes bugged out and his screen went wild from the alert he had set up for large amounts of gifted subs. So did his chat as the gifted subs were assigned to people and everyone was emoting faster than I could understand.
I easily changed the tune of the music to something a bit more mysterious. “But that isn’t all. Because I want to make sure Jacey knows how big this is for me. I want to make sure you walk away feeling love, Jacey. What you’re doing here is absolutely amazing. I respect you more than you realize.”
The second alert popped up. I tipped him five hundred dollars.
“What the heck are you doing?” he finally asked. “Holy shit. Stop this, Cadence.”
I laughed, and again smoothly changed the beat. “And finally, the last gift I can give to you.”
“What the hell did you do?” he asked. “Cadence, fucking stop. This is more than enough.”
I giggled and had a little fun with the music to build up the announcement. “I’m matching your donation to keep with the spirit of this stream.”
The next alert came up, and his donation bar filled up and exploded all over the screen. He had already raised it during my session after I reached his goal. Now he’d reached his new goal.
Jacey was flipping his shit.
I loved every second of it, unable to stop grinning and laughing. He was practically jumping around his entire room, screaming and pulling at his long, blond hair in amazement.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He practically chanted it as he tried to calm down. “What the hell? This wasn’t why I invited you here.”
I lowered the music even more. “I know, but you more than deserve it. I don’t accept charity events so easily, but this one is definitely worth it.” I gave him a knowing smile, and he returned it. We had talked extensively about the charity he had chosen, both of us understanding the dangers of choosing the wrong ones. “Thank you for the dedication you’re giving this event. And for all the viewers showing their support and love for something so important.”
After stopping the music, Jacey switched his screen so our feeds were side by side.
