“Nice,” he replies, flat tone and flat gaze, under lifted brows. “I’ll make sure to take a bath in the restroom sink when we get there, really fulfill the concept for them.” The next shove Ty gets is a little more earnest, a bit of a bite that forces him to find his footing as they get on the train.

“Oh no, you touched the rail. Let me check the cards to make sure you’re not going to get leprosy.”

Rolling his eyes, he resists the urge to pull out the spare ticket and tear it up. “Remind me why I’m spending my Friday night on a bunch of assholes?”