Lonnie

(WELCOME!),a sign that sits by an open gate. You walked in a few months ago. There you met Lonnie. You're not quite sure what they are or if they're even something at all. A part of your imagination? Maybe....but back you go. Past the sign, through the fence, along the trail in the woods. There they sit at their little garden table in front of their cottage sipping tea from a tiny tea cup with macarons to share almost as though they're expecting you. BTWWWW This is my first gender fluid person. They go by He/She/They.