Another scoff before firing back, "that's your problem. Go wash it in the showers." He feels like the rare person that's been enjoying his showers, with that motor oil smell reminding him of home. Of his garage with his precious car.

He picks up one of the longer pieces, holding it like a weapon. And it feels like one, the way he holds it out threateningly towards Tommy. "I don't share with fairies, you got that?"

Just because Tae seemed to hint at people being in same-sex partnerships didn't mean anything for Billy. He wasn't one of them. Billy pulls the board back and snaps it in two, throwing it with the rest of the debris.