I sat down at a table in the food court of the convention. I was dressed as Emma Frost this particular day. It wasn’t my first cross play. I made a cool $300 of a friend of mine the first time, one who wasn’t convinced that I would do it at a con. My salad in front of me was somewhat unappealing, although I was really only eating it to keep up appearances. Many men had complimented me on the costume, and a few even asked me out that evening. I had denied them, since I wasn’t really interested in going out beyond the convention.

A man in a Goku cosplay asked to sit across from me. I didn’t think much of it and pointed at the chair. I, then, noticed the sheer size of him. He had to be 6’ 6” and weigh 250 pounds of muscle. I wasn’t small by any means, at 6’ 3” in my heels and 200 pounds. I took a bite from my salad, watching as he ate a burger. We talked for a bit, and I found out his name was Hugh. I gave him my feminine name of Mary. He smirked and asked me out that night. I told him that I wasn’t really interested. He grinned again and handed me a business care, just in case I changed my mind. He left me sitting there, really debating what my plans were that evening. I shrugged it off, finishing my salad and enjoying the rest of my day at the convention.

I eventually made my way back to my hotel room. I started to get out of my costume, when I thought of Hugh. I put back on my costume and called him. He picked up and acted to give me a lift over to his hotel. I stood outside, when a limo pulled up and Hugh stepped out.