Nikoleta never considered streaming for one major reason, she didn't want to be the sole focus of a large group of people. Such a thing made her terribly uncomfortable and given how the comments on her Channel and Twitter went she didn't want to be too involved with real-time reactions from people. This group was a bit different. In this exact moment, she could feel absolutely comfortable and as such she had no problem with chatting up these people nor Ozzy himself. Speaking of, Oliver Williams was a delightfully playful man, so much so... even in this form that he was passing as quite an interesting individual. She shouldn't trust them? A bunch of primates and scammers, this lot were? "Bloody hell, those nicknames are terrible... " she mused only to see the rolling chat full of positive reinforcement of these horrible names. "Oh... I see, well whatever suits ya'~" she encouraged the lot, as she always would. Ah, but there was the others thing circulating. Lots of eyes and questions, what were they curious about? A devious little smirk appeared on the face of Nikoleta. She'd not had a real-time reaction set for the kinds of things she hid in her videos before. Now, it seemed that beyond being excited just to see her, the chat was moving towards having some understanding of the relationship developing between this pair. Before she could comment though, at 10-pull number 7, a golden light appeared on her screen and she released the mouse for a second. "My heart can't take it... is it bad? Is it pog?" she'd covered her eyes with her hands and was peeking through. Waiting for the reveal with her heart thumping in her chest.
At the same time, those eyes traveling through the chat along with the questions made the girl in the office scoff. She typed a single sentence with all the seriousness she usually possessed, but strangely her face had a smile on it. "You guys are so late." was the first message. No emojis or anything of the sort, but she was mostly at home in the chat, most knew she was simply this way. Of course, she'd seen the mark soon after the lass was revealed. Her brain had already told her, the continued closeness of the pair sold it. The Queen was here, she was showing up to claim her throne, and said throne couldn't be more pleased to be there. This was great, so fulfilling, so freaking wholesome. If this was really happening this girl had hopes for her own future, a gaming couple, proper... full of cute and wholesome moments. Two equivalent nerd existences... maybe she could even have one eventually. Until then though, she fully planned to live vicariously through this older pair... they were her new role-models.