/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

>Be a 28 year old male with 29 year old GF
>We stay at the Sheraton or Hyatt, whichever hotel it directly connected to the convention center.
>Think it will be awesome to have our bathroom and not have to share with other con goers.
>Figure higher cost of the rooms would ward off undesirables
>Did not realize how deep the rabbit hole gets with teen goers Mexi-packing into rooms.
>2 AM in the morning, for a whole hour, 3 girls are doing shitty Hetalia RP of high Autistic caliber.
>Can barely call it RP.
>Just bitches who can't STAY IN THEIR ROOM and have to keep jumping out, running down the hall making noise at this hour or the night.
>After the initial hour, I rage leave my bed in just my boxers
>Should be noted that boxers are pretty much the same style of a pair of swim trunks. Nothing on me exposed anymore than it would be if I went to the beach.
>I wait till I hear them running near my door
>Bust open my door and authoritatively tell them it's 3 AM.
>Stand gloriously triumphant over them in my boxers.
>The one girl, dressed as America from Hetalia, breaks down crying.
>Grabs her friend, dressed as France and states I'm triggering her.
>I do not waver.
>Their third friend, dressed as a Neko-Italy, storms over between me and the other two, demanding to know what I did to make her friend start to sob.
>I tell them the time it currently is, how people like me are trying to sleep, and they need to respect that or I'm calling security
>America cosplayer starts to cry more, claiming that I remind her of, "THAT TIME," to Neko Italy friend.
>Neko gets in my face and through gritted teeth, tells me to go inside my room
>Getting back in her face, I tell her it's way past her bedtime and that I don't care for her friends weeb backstory
>tell them I'm calling security
>Italy scoffs and says they tell security what I "did to them."
>Put on my shit eating grin and tell her there are cameras in each hall. Tell her to try it. I slam door and hear nothing more.