"What. In the hell. Are you doing?"

"Researching."

"Pfft, researching. You call that research?"

"Yes..."

"And what, exactly, are you researching?"

"Sexuality. And gender, to a lesser extent."

"And why are you doing that?"

"To try and learn more about myself, I guess. To figure myself out."

"Questioning yourself, are you? Hmph, like I have to ask."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I know everything there is to know about you. I literally am you. I've known you've been questioning yourself for a long time." {exasperated} "I don't know why I bother with you. Cripes."

"Sorry."

"So, what sexuality do you think you have?"

"I might be pansexual...I don't know for sure yet."

"Explain that to me."

"If you're pansexual, it means you're attracted to someone for their personality, despite their gender or sexuality, which doesn't really matter to you about them."

"Seems like you."

"It does, doesn't it?" {hint of a smile}

{pats head in a degrading manner} "You really are a little oddity, aren't you?"

{smile fades} "What do you mean, an oddity?"

"A horrible, God-forsaken oddity. Worst kind. Teribly fatal."

{flinches} "I'm not doing it on purpose..."

"You are in a way. You could leave Josh. Make yourself straight again."

"I don't even know if I like girls at all anymore..."

"But it's what you need. A punch, a hit, a shove back to reality."

"But I love Josh."

"So?"

"I don't want--"

"SHUT UP! Just shut up. Stop arguing with me, you bitch. There's no point. I know everything you're going to say or do against me. You can't win."