Your plan was perfect, Sayaka—but you forgot about the ducks.
One glimpse of nuzzling lesbian ducks, and the whole thing comes crashing down.
You gave it your best shot. You might have pulled it off, too, if it weren’t for those darned ducks.
I imagine it now, instead of angels coming down from heaven when you realize you're gay, you get ducks instead
ducks are now the new heralds of gay