roommates invited friends over and there was a girl I didn’t know. I was asked what my name was after I was called by deadname several times a few seconds beforehand (I responded with a confused what). then after some time I was asked if I was a hetero or homosexual man (I responded with a confused what and after being asked again I said that I won’t comment that). then I was asked what I think of some take on hetero straight relashionships (somebody kept talking so I didn’t have to answer). I don’t understand drunk cishets, why are they all interrogating me? they liked my vegan muffins though. what is their image of me now? why is interacting with people so hard