Billy knew you were upset. The way you glared and silently sulked spoke volumes. You refused to look at him instead opting to watch the trees disappear the further he drives down the road. He reaches over and holds your hand. You snatched it away and crossed your arms. Yeah, you’re definitely pissed. “Princess..?” He called out to you as he looked over at you, as a red light came up. “I’m sorry okay? He just had a punchable face.” He realized how insincere his apology sounded after he said it.