I don't know where to go.

I have no other relatives that are close enough to take me in. Nothing like an Aunt May or Uncle Ben. Neither do I have a guardian who would one day show up and tell me I'm a wizard... If only the world worked like the movies!

I'm alone... or so I thought.

However, there was this woman with extreme mental health issues, barking at me. A beautiful face full of make up and powder.

She kept ranting she was a goddess, over and over again.

... Other than the dress showing her cleavage, she didn't look one.

"Hear me out. Your Christian God sent me an divine mail, attached with your profile since you were born. I went through your paper work and I find you suitable for a task I've been tackling with for the last few years."

"..................................."

"... Essentially. I'm here to offer you a position for a job in my world."

"I won't sell my body. My @ss is too precious to me."

"NOT IN A CABARET YOU DING BAT!

"Oh thank you God in heaven. All is right with the world!"

"Don't be thanking the Christian Agency so soon. They're asking me to take you to my universe in order to work for me. I need someone with your skills."

"....Again, I won't sell my body."

"I TOLD YOU! I DON'T RUN A SHADY BUSINESS WITH HALF-NAKED WOMAN DANCING UP AND DOWN POLES! NOW COME HERE AND--"

I pulled out my box cutter.

"KYAAAAA! PLEASE DON'T MUG ME! I-I ONLY HAVE MY BODY!"

"JUST BECAUSE I WAS BORN IN NEW YORK, DOESN'T MEAN I LIVE IN THE HOOD! I'M USING THIS TO DEFEND MYSELF FROM YOU!!"

"OKAY! OKAY! TH-THIS GODDESS SURRENDERS! PLEASE BE GENTLE! I MAY LOOK INCREDIBLY EXPERIENCED, B-BUT MY COUNT IS HONESTLY ZERO!"

'THE H*LL!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME YOU DUMB@SS WOMAN!?"

Judging by how much she as shaking like a hamster, I doubt it.