Problem Troll Face Novels & Stories

"C'mon, what are we waiting for? He’s practically begging for a face-slapping moment. You freshen up, and I’ll find the mask. Let’s give the people what they actually paid for." Half an hour later. Inside the Hawthorne estate, Serena was gripping his phone so hard his knuckles were white. "Serena, stop looking at the comments," Elaine Brooks tried to soothe him. "Give me the device." Serena was vibrating with pure, unadulterated fury. He was staring at a live stream that had just appeared on the main feed. The trolls he’d hired had been demanding a response from the "Maestro," and they got one. A live performance.