Androsexual

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I left my cottage and saw my few friends waiting, Steve and Cydia. They gave me a high-five and both took out their new shirts.

"You got them too?"

"Yes!"

"Nice, the right flags?"

"Yup"
I went to my mailbox to check for the shirt I got and it was there. The blue and purple trapping the brown was really printed.

"Ok, time to come out?"

"Yes Steve!"
Each of us all flashed the shirts, and Cydia had a Indian flag instead.

"I thought we said pride flags?"

"Oh, I'm just straight and cis"

"Oh ok, well it's still good"

"Thanks"
We gave Cydia a hug and Steve grabbed my flag.

"Your?"

"I'm Androsexual"

"What is that?"

"Attraction to anyone who expresses themself as masculine"

"Makes sense, I'm Bisexual"
Cydia gave Steve a hug, and I whined feeling left out a tiny bit.

"Guys! Hug me too"

"Jeez Annie, jealous much"

"Not really"
I made room for myself and joined the group hug, feeling cozy finally.

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