*walks into bar* *sits in a booth with ppl in it* dont yall love being cis? i love to be cis, its good. (whispering to small lizard under the table: what do cis people drink? milk? you said milk?) yall got milk at this bar?
angel waiting at the bus stop will soon find that, freshly fallen from a higher dimension, it does not have any money for the fare, and its divine oddity will shock and blind the driver and passengers, but will not count towards any actual payment