Yumi's joy over yesterday's near-confession is dashed after Kaguya's comments cause her to doubt herself.
Yumi couldn't remember the last time she felt this happy. Slip of the tongue or not, hearing Sakuya say she loved her was a game changer. Sure, she probably didn't mean it in that way, but she couldn't help herself from thinking there might be a chance of that now.
She sat at her desk before class began, swinging her legs idly with a goofy smile on her face as she looked at her phone screen. Ami peeked over her shoulder from beside her, wondering what was making her friend so happy. "That's...Sakuya, right?" she asked.
Yumi nodded. "She sent me this this morning." It was of Sakuya in her school's uniform looking a bit reluctant and embarrassed as she placed her left hand up to form half a heart shape against the edge of the picture frame. Clipped into her beret was a shimmering golden pin in the shape of a key – the present Yumi sent to her on her birthday. "I took one with the other half yesterday and she sent one back. I didn't even have to ask her to, she just knew."
Ami laughed as Yumi started to squeal and flap her hands. "You're in a really good mood, aren't you? Did something happen with her?"
"Maybe a little something," she said with a small giggle.
"Well, what happened?" Ami asked, nudging her in the side. "Quit being goofy and just tell me."
Giggling some more until it was thoroughly out of her system, Yumi tried to explain as best she could without getting too flustered. "Well, we had a really nice talk yesterday. And at the end, she..." She grabbed the sides of her face to squeal again. "Well, I just think she might really like me back!"
"I'm so happy for you!" she said, holding Yumi's hands in celebration. "Did you ask her out? Did she ask you out? Who does the asking out when you're both girls? Does stuff like that even matter?"
"We haven't done anything like that yet," she admitted, nervously scratching her head. "Maybe I'm kind of getting ahead of myself, honestly. But I'm just...so happy and excited! I never thought this could happen."
"She comes home when break starts, right? You should do something together on Christmas if you get the chance." Ami sighed wistfully. "I always wanted to do something like that, but I've never had anyone to do it with."
"Oh, you should join us, then! It could be fun."
"Yumi, I meant like a date."
"Oh." She thought for a second. "I'm sure we could still have fun with the three of us."
"You're a good friend, but I'm going to have to decline for your own sake. Besides, I think we're going out of town again to visit some relatives around that time."
"That's too bad," Yumi said. "I'll miss seeing you when school's out."
"We can still call each other," she reminded her. "You can tell me all about what it's like to have a girlfriend." Yumi blushed and started to squeal again, never having really thought of that word before. But, if things went as they seemed to be going, maybe that's what they would become soon.
"I guess miracles really do happen," Kaguya said as she neared her seat, pitching her bag on top of the desk and watching it clatter to the floor before shamefully picking it back up.
"It's true," Yumi said wistfully, unaware that that was probably meant as an insult.
Narrowing her eyes, Kaguya leaned back in her chair. "Hey, not that I care about all your gay stuff, but...are you guys doing stuff already?"
Ami was somewhat rightfully taken aback at how forward this question was, though Yumi didn't seem to understand what she was being asked. "I mean, sure. We talk on the phone every night and send each other funny pictures. Sometimes we play this one duel simulator together. The cards available aren't the same as in the real game and I'm not allowed to spend real money to buy more, so it's kind of fun using different decks than we normally do in a different format like that."
She rolled her eyes. "No, like...stuff, you know?" She stuck her finger inside a hole she made with her hand, pausing. "Wait, or is it…?" She switch to slamming her index and middle fingers together. "I don't know, you tell me."
"Why are you asking her about stuff like this?" Ami interrupted defensively. "It's kind of creepy."
Kaguya waved her hand dismissively. "What? We're all friends here? I mean, kind of. What's wrong with talking about relationship stuff?"
"Maybe if it came up, but you can't just ask people about things like that out of nowhere. It's weird."
"Wait, what are we talking about?" Yumi asked, still not grasping what they were both avoiding saying outright. This made Ami and Kaguya look at her strangely. "I really don't understand. Sorry, can you just tell me what you're asking? I'm getting really confused."
"Yeah, explain it to her, Ami," Kaguya said with a very assholish smile, lapsing back into her old ways. "What are we talking about, again?"
This made her face go red. "I mean, uh...well, she was...asking about..." Being entirely caught off guard like this was only making this situation worse, augmented further by Yumi's intense look of curiosity. Ami was almost tempted to fake some kind of "cosplay" emergency and run out of the room to avoid this, but she forced herself to power through this for the sake of her friend. "She's asking you about...well, sex, I guess."
Yumi blinked slowly before bursting into laughter. After a few seconds, though, she realized neither of them was laughing with her. "Wait, are you serious?" Their lack of reaction only cemented that. Her smile fell as she began to think, scratching her head and saying, "I guess never I thought about that before." Shrugging her shoulders, she concluded, "I guess...no? I don't think I want to. I can't think of any time I have."
"Poor her, then," Kaguya commented, drawing another dirty look from Ami.
Yumi began to feel the start of anxiety in her stomach. "Wait, do you think Sakuya wants to?"
"I mean, everyone does eventually," she wrongly stated. "If not now, at some point. You've got to if you want it to work out, you know."
"I don't think that's any of our business," Ami said to try and cut her off. "It's not like you even know anything about this stuff."
"More than either of you," she scoffed, though Ami's extreme skepticism forced her to recoil. "I mean, I've played enough games to know how this stuff goes. But, fine, you're right. It's none of my business. Just curious."
Ami put aside her anger at Kaguya to try and reassure Yumi. "Forget about her," she said. "She's just trying to mess with you. It's none of our business what you do with Sakuya."
"Oh, it's fine," Yumi said, her laugh sounding a bit hollow. "I mean...it is what it is, I guess." She pointed to the clock to try and change the subject. "More importantly, is Suzy going to show up? Class is about to start."
"She went home early yesterday," Ami told her. "I think she caught something bad. I tried texting her this morning but she hasn't gotten back to me yet."
"I hope she gets better," Yumi said, texting her friend some words of encouragement. While she did want the best for her friend, she mostly trying to distract herself from the fear growing inside her. Kaguya's rudeness rarely affected her in any meaningful way, but this time was different.
She'd genuinely never given much thought to the idea of sex before. Obviously, she was aware of the broad strokes like most people her age, but thinking about actually doing it was another story. In much the same way she was shocked at one point to learn not everyone was attracted to girls, this was the first time she'd really had to think that there were people out there who desired that as part of a relationship.
As the day went by, her mind simply refused to be quieted. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread building up with each passing moment. When she learned there were girls out there who didn't like other girls the way she did, the answer seemed simple: Find herself one who did. But now that she was very likely in that position, what were her options if that girl wanted to do sex?
Would she have to? Could she say no to it? What if she did say no and things turned out badly? She definitely didn't want to hurt anyone by rejecting them, especially if it was Sakuya. She especially didn't want to reject her or risk being rejected in turn. Were they even old enough for something like that? It was supposed to be something adults did, but people in her class and around her school talked about it pretty frequently. Even people who weren't Kaguya seemed kind of preoccupied with it at times.
The more she thought about this the worse she felt. She didn't know what to do or who to turn to for advice. Who could even understand these feelings? A few of her friends were in relationships but it wasn't like she could just stroll up and demand they talk about sex with her. That's the kind of thing Kaguya did and look how that turned out.
At lunch, she found she didn't have much appetite, a fact Ami noticed quite quickly. She made the excuse of having had a large breakfast and feeling tired from all the math they'd done earlier, seemingly faking well enough for her to accept this. Instead, she used this time to sneak off to the bathroom and lock herself in a stall, the thought that there might be something wrong with her worming its way into her head and driving her close to a panic attack.
For the rest of the day, Yumi coasted through class debating on whether or not she could talk to the nurse or Professor Yoshimitsu. Eventually, she came to the conclusion that that would be too embarrassing and probably just a bother for either of them. There wasn't even a guarantee they could help her, so it wouldn't be worth pursuing on such shaky ground.
As Yumi collected her things to leave, Ami gently touched her shoulder. "Are you okay?" she asked, having picked up that there was something off the entire day.
"It's nothing," she replied. "Just a little stressed with the tournament coming up. I've never been to Tokyo before, so I'm a little nervous, too. It's kind of getting to me right now, but I'll be okay." Nothing she said there was technically a lie, as those were genuine concerns of hers as of late.
Ami wasn't fully convinced, though she chose not to push too hard. "Okay," she said. "You know you can talk to me if there's something wrong. I don't mind listening. It's kind of my job to spread love and understanding to everyone, you know."
Yumi smiled genuinely for the first time since her crisis started that morning. "Thank you. I'm fine right now, though. Good luck today at track."
"Do your best when you get to your training," she replied, the two walking out to the schoolyard together. Ami took off for the track while Yumi stayed behind, having some time to kill before she needed to head to the CG building.
Normally, she'd mull about school or find somewhere to get a snack or maybe duel at the park for a bit, but none of that seemed particularly appealing right now. Aimlessly wandering the city, Yumi mulled over what she was going to do about herself and her relationship. It wasn't like things were "official" right now...but maybe it should stay that way. It would be easier for everyone if things just never got that far, she figured.
As she rounded a corner, she found herself running face first into another person's stomach. "Sorry!" she said, trying to keep from falling over.
"You've got to watch where you're going," a familiar voice told her. "What's got you so distracted, Miss Yumi?" Sure enough, it was Kazuhiko. As usual, Yumi immediately hugged him, receiving an awkward but caring head pat in return. "Alright, enough of that. We're in the middle of the sidewalk."
They found a place to stand near a convenience store where they wouldn't be blocking other pedestrians, giving them a chance to catch up. "It's been so long!" Yumi said.
"We saw each other last week!" he shot back. "We text, like, all the time!"
"But it still feels like a really long time."
"And you say that in the group chat, like, once a day." He shook his head, unable to keep himself from cracking a smile. "It's still cool to see you, though. You heading to your training?"
"In a little bit," she told him. "Where were you going?"
"Found some invasive ants with Hideo and I'm going to get some boiling water to pour down the hole. Really tearing them up about it, but it's got to be done or we risk letting the things get out of control. Might all be for nothing, though. Did you know there's some ants that have these, like, gigantic colonies that span continents? Freaks me the hell out."
"That's really weird," she said. "How'd they do that?"
"Hideo says it's because ants are the actual dominant species on the planet and just work way harder than humans. I mean, I buy it. We kind of suck sometimes, but ants are always on their game." He paused. "Maybe Hideo's been an ant this whole time, actually."
Yumi chuckled, a clear indicator to Kazuhiko that she wasn't in top form. "What's going on?" he asked.
"It's nothing," she told him.
"Nah, it is. I can tell when there's something bothering you. You suck at hiding stuff from people. That or I might just be good at reading you. Either way, spill it."
Though hesitant to speak to anyone about this issue, she was far too impressed by how quickly he'd cut through her barrier. It was easy to forget sometimes that Kazuhiko could be a lot more perceptive than he liked to let on. Hard as it was to open up about this, she couldn't exactly back out now.
Wringing her hands slightly, she tried to put her words in an order that would make sense when spoken. "I was thinking about stuff before and...I don't know...I..." She sighed, unable to say the words without guilt and shame and fear jabbing her in the gut.
Crouching down, Kazuhiko gestured for her to do the same. "Take your time, no worries. Those ants aren't getting any more invasive. Probably."
She nodded, moving down to his level and hugging her legs against her chest. Swallowing hard, she resolved to try and just say everything at once so she couldn't get bogged down with overthinking it. Taking a deep breathe, she began to ramble.
"So the other night I was talking with Sakuya about a bunch of stuff and she was making me feel all nice like she always does, and I was thinking about hugging her like I always do, and we both said some things and one of the things she said was, 'I love you,' and it made me so happy because it felt like maybe she felt...like I do about her, but when I was at school, my friend who's not really a friend named Kaguya who you met before started talking to me about sex and how that's something people in relationships have to do, but I've never wanted to do that and now I'm so scared maybe something's wrong with me or I'll end up hurting Sakuya if I say no but thinking about forcing myself to do something like that is terrifying and I don't even really know what I'd be forcing myself to do and I just don't know what to do anymore."
She panted rapidly to catch her breath, Kazuhiko having to take several seconds to process that massive dump of information. "Okay, I...wow, she actually said that? Ishikawa, I mean. Like...holy crap, you guys are actually at that level now." He grinned, nodding his head in an almost proud fashion. "Not bad at all."
He snapped back to the more pressing issue after that, combing his hair to help himself think. "I get why you're upset, though. That's...look, that Kaguya girl seems like a real asshole, so I don't think you really need to pay attention to what she has to say."
"Is she right, though?" Yumi asked, desperate for an answer.
"I mean, probably not." He coughed, correcting himself, "I mean, definitely not. Come on. What's it even matter if you get all up in other people like that, anyway? Just live your life how you want to and don't worry about the expectations of other people."
What she was about to do was probably inappropriate, but she didn't know what else she could do. Desperate for answers, Yumi thought for a moment before asking, "Sorry if this isn't okay to ask, but...have you ever tried it before?"
If he'd been drinking something at that moment, Kazuhiko would have done a genuine spit take thanks to the sudden and destructive force of that question. "Well, I mean..." He desperately searched for some kind of out to this. As good of friends as they might be, talking about what may or may not be going on with him and his boyfriend when they were alone was probably the last thing he ever wanted to do with a 12 year old.
"Look," he began. "All you really need to know is that you don't have to do anything you don't want to, right? Consent is important no matter what you're doing. And if you're not ready for any of that stuff right now, don't worry about it. You don't have to jump right in, either. You're just a kid. There's plenty of time."
"But what if I don't change?" she asked, her chest feeling tight. "What if I stay like this forever? Does that mean I'm broken, or something?"
Kazuhiko sighed, unsure of what to tell her. "I really don't know. I don't think so, though. I think you're pretty cool the way you are right now, and I know Ishikawa thinks so, too. If you really want to know what she might think about all this, just try asking her."
A wave of panic hit her at the thought of bringing this to Sakuya directly. It was already hard enough talking about this with Kazuhiko; risking rejection from her personally was just too scary right now. Still, she could tell he was trying his best to help her even if it wasn't quite doing the trick.
She leaned her head onto Kazuhiko's shoulder. "I guess I need time to think about all of this," she said. "Thank you for listening to me."
"No worries. I'm down to talk if you need help with anything. Sorry I couldn't be more useful."
"Talking to you always helps," she said, giving him a hug. "I should hurry, though. Have fun with the ants."
"I don't know how long you're going to go tonight, but we're probably going to be at the usual place to get ice cream later. I don't think Hideo's going to be handling this well." They parted ways with Yumi running off to start her training. While the talk certainly had made her feel less upset, it did little to really help her figure out what could be going on with her.
One of the benefits of having such intensive training these days was how little extra space her brain had to be worrying over this kind of stuff while she was doing it. It proved nearly impossible to have a personal crisis while dealing with aneurysm-inducing puzzles and three-on-one trials, resulting in a few hours of relief where she could just duel.
Once that was over, though, the thoughts started to come back to her. "Great work today!" Miss Fukukado told her as always. "Remember to review tonight so you'll be ready for tomorrow! Have a safe trip home!"
As Yumi was about to leave, she stopped herself. With a bit of hesitation, she turned back around to address her instructor. "Excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course!" she said cheerily. "What's confusing you?"
"Well, nothing, but...are you married?"
She blinked, her smile falling to a more neutral expression. "No, I'm not. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, uh, no reason." Yumi suddenly felt a bit flustered like she'd overstepped some kind of boundary. "Just...I was just curious, I guess. Sorry."
"I wouldn't say it's entirely off the table," she explained. "For now, though, I'm focused on my career and don't want any sort of distraction like that. Starting a family or something like that isn't really a priority at the moment." Then the smile came back. "Seeing my students succeed is all the fulfillment I need!"
"Oh. Thanks for answering." She bowed to her. "Sorry for bothering you. See you tomorrow." The sun setting behind her, Yumi made the trek home, realizing too late that she'd left her bike at school while wandering around the city earlier. Things had been closed up by the time she made it back, forcing her to walk the rest of the way.
Before actually coming inside, she made sure to eat her lunch to avoid getting any questions from her grandmother. Just as well, she hadn't realized how much she was starving up until that point. That was at least one less thing to worry about now, excusing herself from dinner to go to bed earlier with claims she wanted to get a jump on homework. Amazingly, that worked.
She only felt more guilty when texting Sakuya to say she couldn't call her tonight. Her excuse was she didn't feel very good, which was absolutely true. She thought it would be better to keep her distance for now until she figured herself out, but how long that would have to be or how long she could bear were another matter entirely.
Yumi tried to focus on things like homework, but her brain wouldn't quiet down long enough to do that. She tried to search up what she was feeling on the internet, but all the terms she used only returned results of people talking about disorders and dysfunctions and other scary things that just made her all the more frustrated. She attempted to read beyond the headlines, but a paralyzing fear overtook her each time. It felt like going any deeper would be admitting there really was something broken inside her.
And even if these people did have some sort of genuine problem, she didn't feel like it extended to her. At least not in the sense that it negatively impacted her life. She was perfectly content to stay how she was, but that was apparently wrong of her.
The more she looked the worse it got. When she tried to find out if sex was really necessary for a relationship, she got thinkpiece after thinkpiece talking about how people needed to do it for the sake of others regardless of their own feelings. When she tried to learn about love without sex, there were message boards filled with people saying someone like that is some kind of freak or inhuman, any dissenting opinions ignored or downvoted into oblivion.
Eventually, she just couldn't handle any further research, closing her phone and sliding it across the floor before pulling the covers over her head. She hated all of this, no clue what she was meant to do now. Obviously, she knew she wasn't attacking this problem in the most logical manner, but she was just too afraid right now.
Tossing and turning for well over two hours, she couldn't relax enough to get to sleep. Her mind buzzed with thoughts even more than it normally did, most of them focused on what might happen if she told Sakuya about this. Once again, she would logically have to find out eventually, but Yumi wanted to prolong that as much as possible.
Drifting between sleeping and waking, the next morning was a mess of stumbling around trying to dress herself and eat. She had to leave early to account for her lack of bike, still managing to arrive on time despite how tired and disoriented she was feeling.
Stumbling into the classroom, she flopped into her chair and tossed her things onto the ground. "Did you catch something?" Ami asked as she came in shortly after.
"I slept really poorly," she replied, already planning to sleep through most of the day if possible.
She patted her on the back. "I hate that. I have a candy bar if you want some sugar." Yumi just shook her head, laying her face against her desk and looking off to the side.
"Did I infect her with something while I wasn't here," Suzy said, having crept up behind Ami to surprise her with her return. "It's was pretty wild yesterday. I threw up on my mom."
"That's gross," Ami said. "Do you feel better today?"
"Pretty much. I think it was something I ate. More importantly, is something wrong with Yumi?"
Ami looked between the two, Yumi being entirely unconcerned with what was happening around her at the moment. "I really don't know," she told Suzy. "Kaguya said some mean stuff to her yesterday. Meaner than usual, too. I think it's really hurt her."
"Should I throw Kaguya out a window when she shows up?" Suzy asked.
"No, then you'll just go to jail. Maybe you could try talking to Yumi, though. I did, but I didn't really know what to say."
She nodded. "Time to work my magic." Strolling over to Yumi's seat, she placed her hands on the back of her chair. "Hey, want to see this funny cat I saw?"
"Okay," Yumi said halfheartedly, chuckling when a picture of a very fat hairless cat with a grimace on its face was shoved in front of her.
"This is worse than I thought," Suzy said to Ami. "What did she actually say to her?" Before there was a chance to explain, class was ready to begin. Kaguya herself barely made it in before the bell, nearly passing out from all the wheezing that ensued from having to run.
Even with school in full swing, Suzy wasn't ready to give up. Stealthily using her phone, she started to pester Yumi through texts. Despite it being evident all she really wanted to do was sleep at the moment, she was still getting responses to the various memes she sent over.
Attention fully grasped, Suzy began to work at the real problem. "Would you mind tell me what's bothering you?" she sent. "It's kind of obvious you're upset. I want to help."
"It's okay," she replied. "I'm just tired."
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I'll listen if you want to talk."
This gave Yumi some pause, glancing toward Suzy at her desk while ignoring the lecture going on at the front of the room. Talking hadn't hurt last time, though it wasn't the most productive way of dealing with this issue. Maybe the very different perspective Suzy would have on the issue might reveal something, though.
Still somewhat afraid of being open about this issue, she started to explain going back to the confession and recapping all the way through to today. Each message she sent, she paused to take another look toward Suzy as she read to try and feel out whether or not she was upset, disappointed, made, accepting, or anything else she might feel. She had a damn good poker face, though, doing little more than nodding slightly at her phone every so often.
At the end of the story, Yumi asked for an opinion, heart pounding harder than she excepted as she looked over at her friend. She saw Suzy cock her head as if she was thinking, then typed something. A second later, she sent her a message.
"It sounds like you might be asexual," it read.
"There's a word for it?" Yumi screamed in the middle of class, nearly giving Mr. Harada a heart attack before he sent her to stand in the hall. Though she was technically being punished and still incredibly exhausted, the absolute relief she felt at finally understanding what she'd been agonizing over. Not wanting to risk getting in more trouble for being on her phone but also unable to contain her excitement, she was left to bounce on her heels until being allowed back in.
At lunch, the group convened to talk about things more. "Sorry so many of these are in English," Suzy said as she sent Yumi some pages talking about the orientation. "The term hasn't really caught on here since I checked last, but I think people are using the same word for it in both places. I can read some to you if you want."
Yumi nodded enthusiastically, already pouring through as many in her native language as she could find on her own. "So I'm still allowed to like girls even if I don't want to do that kind of stuff?"
"Sure, if that's how you feel. It's more about attraction than anything else. If you're attracted one way but not the other, that's totally fine." Yumi's eyes sparkled, finally feeling validated in herself after all the questioning began. "I actually have a friend back home who's like that, too. She can't speak Japanese, but I could try to translate between you if you ever felt like talking. I bet she'd like to meet you."
"Yes!" Yumi said excitedly.
"I guess this is all real," Kaguya said, scrolling through information she'd found. "Guess...I was wrong." Regret kicking her in the shins, she forced herself to say, "Sorry, I guess. And...I mean, even if this was all made up, it probably wasn't cool of me to act like that to you."
"But you're never cool," Ami said, drawing a glare. "This is really interesting, though." A bit sheepishly, she turned to Suzy. "If it's not too much trouble, do you think you could help me find a word to use? I'm not really sure what I like right now."
"Absolutely!" she replied. "There's a lot of words from all over, so I'm sure there's at least one you might think is nice out there." Before that, though, she asked Yumi, "What are you going to do now? Does that feel like a good term for you? I can send you some others that might be similar."
She thought for a minute before shrugging her shoulders. "I think it works. There's probably more stuff I have to decide, too, but right now...I'm just really happy that I have something to use."
For the rest of lunch, the group looked up different labels for different things, even trying to find good translations or equivalents for newer or less common English terms they could incorporate into Japanese. Though Yumi realized she still had some things to consider about her identity and that none of this really addressed the roadblock of how Sakuya, specifically, might react to this news, right now she was just content knowing she wasn't broken after all.
Later that day, she received several nearly indignant messages from Hideo, chiding her for not just bringing this up with them to begin with. They then switched gears to congratulate her on figuring things out, the two sharing a laugh over being the same all along.
Look at me making a Very Special Episode without preaching about recycling.
This one is really sad at the beginning. You can tell because Yumi was actually flapping her hands from being so happy and then everything just went wrong.
Unlike Rio who's actually trying to be a good person and might make it there one day, I kind of don't think Kaguya is ever going to be one. Like, best scenario for her is that friend you remember from school way back randomly showing up on Facebook being all like, "Hey, if people want to switch genders, who cares?" Like that type of acceptance that doesn't really have any nuance but is still generally inoffensive, and you're kind of pleasantly surprised seeing it even though you have no desire or intention to ever see this person again now that you're an adult.
Ami continuing to prove there is no such thing as a straight magical girl, as well, even if she's still a little confused right now.
I've been waiting to write this basically since I first started this series, partly for the gag of Yumi screaming in class as loud as she can and getting sent out but also because way too much stuff that purports to be about coming of age and self-discovery completely ignores anything of this nature, especially for lesser known identities. Hopefully Sakuya gets the help she needs in figuring herself out, too.
If you've been missing plot, then next chapter is for you. Someone important comes back finally. Been waiting for a chance to write her again.
Not going to lie, this is probably the chapter that's going to get people starting rumors I'm a pedophile. Did not expect that to happen when I started writing stuff, but given the general trend over the last couple years, it was either going to be this or something upcoming where two consenting adults enter a relationship and one of them is just really shorter than the other. Then again, most of those people seem to absolutely hate hosting sites and I'm not exactly a super well-known author, so there's a good chance no one even reads this.
Don't feel like kicking any more hornet's nests, so that's all I've got for now. Thanks for reading. Share if you're enjoying. Always remember to support your friends as they discover themselves and show them pictures of chumby cats.