Cameron stood in front of a small group of con-goers. He did his usual "cat-pose", his hands brought to his face, pretending they were paws. Giving them a smile, he felt proud of his cosplay. It hadn't garnered as much attention as others, mainly because the character wasn't well known, but he was at least asked by a few people to have his picture taken. Afterwards, he would often get questions about his character and where he was from, to which he gladly gave them answers in hopes that they would enjoy the anime.

Seeing that it was getting late, Cameron thanked the group and grabbed his bag. He only bought a few things - some artwork from the artist booths, a few keychains, nothing too big. Without a job, he was only allowed to spend whatever money his sister gave him. Exhausted from the long day, he trudged over to a hallway with a few people who looked like they were just about finished for the night. His eyes glanced around, looking for an empty seat to rest before heading up to his hotel room. He saw cosplayers and non-cosplayers alike, mingling among themselves.

His attention, however, ventured off his search for someplace to sit and onto a lady surrounded by seemingly intimidating men carrying bags. With his interest piqued, Cameron lit up and ran over to them. On his way, he fumbled around his bag for his digital camera, hoping to get a last-minute picture. "Hello, excuse me! Can I get a picture?" he smiled, his panda hat slipping off his head to reveal his lavender wig.