“He’s an android,” the young man insists.
The blonde across the table doesn’t look up. “Really?” she offers vaguely, her clear blue eyes continuing to scan the menu.
“Yes, really,” he retorts angrily, scowling. “Who sits like that, Rose? Huh? For God’s sake even Cas slouches more than that.” At this the young woman treats him to an amused smirk, glancing up and quirking an eyebrow. “So that’s our new tell, hm?” she inquires, clearly entertained. “Proper posture?”
I was reading about Thomas Jefferson’s medical history and
Violent headache for two days after behaving awkwardly in front of a girl he fancied (March 1764, age 20)
I got into an argument today after school between some people who were completely for transgender folk and support homosexuality to a full extent, but were completely throwing aside gender fluid people, and claiming they cannot exist.
I want to prove them wrong.