Lena and Lilly

'Sup, I'm Lena. I'm a girl, was born a girl, you can call me Steve, Lena, or (my personal least favorite) Cock (my last name is Hitchcock and it got shortened when I was two). I'm a sarcastic a**. I'm an asexual aromantic, so if you're a homophobe you can go f*** yourself. You may be wondering why I'm called Steve, and it's  because I'm so much like my great uncle Steve, it's unnerving. My family started to call me Steve and here we are. P.S. I, Lena, drew the pic above. As I use this mostly and Lilly just reads over my shoulder, it's just me.
Hey! I'm Lilly Cook and I'm four months pregnant. I'm a single pansexual, like long walks on the beach, and--(Lena: Lilly, it's not a dating app.)--fine, Cock. We live in a small, shitty apartment in Queens, we're poorer than you'd think, and we've both got a scholarship for NYU astrology (me) and astronomy (Cock). We are waitresses barely staying afloat. When we graduate in June we're going to Vegas to work for Lena's cousin Will at the bookshop he just got from his recently deceased boss. Since my family sucks, I was taken in by Lena's when she rescued me from being mugged five years back. I'm black but my mom was Romanian so I'm fluent. Oh, and we're both 23.