What to Say When It’s Four Against One

It was lasagne night at the homeless shelter and everybody was smiling.

“Remember when we were hobos?” Joe asked. “Now I’m experiencing homelessness—like I booked it on Expedia.”

“You gotta keep up,” Malcolm said. “Like with Dale over here. He’s not a he. He’s a they. You mess around with pronouns, right, kid?”

Dale shrugged. “I’m nonbinary, so it reflects who I am.”

“Don’t use pronouns that aren’t you,” Roscoe grunted.

“How so?”

“I got multiple personality disorder. There’s four of me. If you get three more personalities, you can start using they. Until then, let us claim they, ok?”

Prompt: Woke