It seemed like you achieved everything you wanted to as a trans man.

Started with a binder, eventually got testosterone, and surgery to better affirm your gender.

Luckily, you were even able to pick up certain mannerisms to help you blend in better — however, the one thing that you weren’t exactly experienced in was shaving.

Every pull ended in a small sting, followed by a red spot developing on your skin.

It wasn’t until Price took it upon himself to help you out, teach you like his father did for him.

“I’ll tell you how to do this properly, so ye don’t ‘ave to keep nippin’ at your skin.”

The male bathroom and washroom was empty, a little chilly, as the two of you stood in front of a toothpaste freckled mirror with a razor in your hand.