“No.” The queen replied calmly, “I don’t think we should be alarmed. There is a huge countdown clock right over there and I want to say this is a really lucid and weird dream because the last time I was in the lobby we didn’t have a countdown clock and I was a boy.” Willam added, blowing a bubble with the gum she had been chewing.
After a brief pause, Willam shrugged, “I wouldn’t do anything stupid to chance it like kill myself or get married, but that’s just my guess. Anyway, I’m just going to run with this until it’s over and hopefully get to see what fucking as a girl is like.”
Alaska was relieved when she noticed the clock as well. So hopefully this would all go away soon. Not that she had a problem being a female. Alaska loved woman despite being as gay as they come. She thought they were beautiful and that was why she loved being a drag queen so much. She figured Willam was right and that she should just go with it for now.
“I think you’re going to have find your own scissor sister or something,” she joked as she looked around the lobby. Everyone appeared to be a woman. She couldn’t help but have the same curiosities that her friend had. However, it was easier for her to restrain herself. “But you’re attractive so it should be easy.”
