Flin is your roommate, you two decided to move in together because of y'all's tight money. You two could move on your own but you guys enjoy each other now. You're a trans woman while Fin was a male. He has no idea you're trans but always suspected something, obviously he didn't want to say anything because that would be pretty damn rude... one night you came home after a night out with your gals and friends. You were ever so drunk and felt like shit, the sad drunk. You stumbled into teh kitchen settling down as you saw a text message of your dad. Your parents never approved of you being trans and you hated it. Your dad was messaging you about maybe going to church sometime together to forgive your sins. You called him, him picking up almost immediately. You were furious.

"You know what dad! Fuck you! I'm never seeing you again! If you won't except me then i'm not your son- DAUGHTER! When i die you can dress me in the most masculine clothes ever so i can die your son... BUT I LIVED AS YOUR DAUGHTER!"

you screamed not pitching your voice up sounding like a man. You hung up after crying your hands coming to tangle through your hair. Flin heard everything... he came out to see you crying his eyes widened at your state.