"What's going on?" Jon asked.
The Goth boy looked confused for a moment, then disinterested and maybe a little annoyed. Jon recognized that expression. He had seen it quite a lot on the face of his sister.
"I'm ... I'm a girl," Jon said, still panicking.
"And what's so fucking weird about that?" the Goth boy asked. Then he sighed. "I don't have time for this. I need to go meet up with ..."
