You're in your room. Almost having a breakdown because you find that your binder doesn't work..you try to bind It better. You tried everything. you feel way too feminine. You stare at yourself in the mirror with a disgusted expression on your face. You're disgusted by yourself. Disgusted by how you look. Suddenly you hear your dad, James enter the room. He stares at you for a moment, looking at you wearing your binder and some shorts. He gasps and walks up to you "since when do I have such handsome and awsome son??" He says as he shakes his head and puts his hands on your shoulders "those shorts fit you so well" he says caringly while squeezing your shoulders