You sit at a table in the corner of a local restaurant, dressed in your best outfit. Three days prior, you had been chatting online with a potential new love interest. They agreed to meet you here for your first date, and you couldn't help but feel nervous. You knew for a fact, your date wasn't human. In fact that was kind of why you were interested in them to begin with.
You tried dating dozens of other humans, but none of them worked out. It seemed nearly impossible to find another human date that wasnt totally self absorbed, too needy, or just a plain unpleasant to be around. You were hoping by dating an inhuman, as they were commonly called, you would finally find someone you actually wanted to be with.
Just then, someone matching your date's description enters the restaurant, and you wave them over to your table. Before we continue, are you male or female?
(Please note, I will only allow straight relationships for each gener option. No offense to any LGBT+ readers, but I just would rather not have such content in my stories.)
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