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When most people dread waking up in the morning and facing their day, I think loving what you do and who you do it with is a gift.
Being transgender in a binary world can't be easy, and every day I admire the courage it takes for her to just be herself.
I greet them by name, serve them what they love most, sass them just enough to make them feel like family, like this is their place too, because it is.
"Right. Of course. That makes perfect sense. Mark of Cain. Hell dimension. Demons. What happens next?" I hold up a hand before he can speak. "No wait, let me guess. You tell me I'm some kind of chosen one and in exchange for my soul or some such nonsense you will save my mom. There's probably a prophecy involved, and some danger, and you think your sexy charms will overcome all that and sway me to your way of thinking, yes? Sorry, dude. I've seen that movie."
I begin to read. It takes me a while, the font is some kind of calligraphy that doesn't exactly encourage skimming. He could stand to learn about font choices and their impact on reading.
"I understand that a family of immortal vampires has all of eternity and still can't figure out how to grow up,"
"And what are your demon charms?" I ask. "Killing." "Huh. That's less charming than you might imagine."
