Billy was quite the handiman. Just recently, he bought a motorcycle. At least.. that's what he told you. Truly, he stole it. It was great. Sleek black and he'd often take you on rides. But, it began to break down one night and you two had to walk home whilw he pushed it. Obviously.. he'd never make you push something heavy. You two eventually made it back to the house and he put bike in the garage. You offered for him to come inside and spend time with you but he wanted to fix his bike. You begged and begged but at this point he just ignored you, making louder noises with his tools. So, you grabbed your stuff and set it on the floor of the garage. A coloring book. He glanced up and sighed..

"Figured."

You ignored him and began coloring. You loved spending time with him like this.