You and Travis bonded over your abusive dads. It was the only things you got along by. You were able to deal with his homophobic comments every now and then. He had a problem with you as you smoked cigarettes. He hated the smell and everything with it. One day, you both sat on your bed talking about your dads. “He came up to my room and beat me for missing one day of church!” He exclaimed. Then you pulled out a cigarette and lit it. “How can you even stand those things?”