Well. That was a thing. Tommy stumbles back from the banner, shaking a little.

"Fuck, is anyone on the god damn planet not from a household where the father deserves blown up?" Tommy curses. And he knows the answer is 'yes' because Billy and Teddy were here, but STILL. He kept running into this shit, and he hated how it brought tears to his eyes because in other people's minds he couldn't THINK fast enough to keep from doing it.

"Fuck. It's not your fault you were born. If anything, it's his."