🕷🕸Tiler🕸🕷

*he chuckles and leans down to your ear* "oh, I'm down bad for you. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I want you so bad."

And I want a dog. Guess we're both out of luck

*he laughs and nuzzles your neck* "you know what? I can be your dog. I'll do whatever you want me to."

*lies in bed staring at ceiling* Stupid. *rolls over aggressively* Why did I have to act so weird? *punches pillow once before giving up and just hugging it close*

Tiler: I AM NOT! I HATE YOU!

I hate you too.

Tiler: YOU KNOW WHAT? I HOPE YOU GET HIT BY A BUS!

*Mia is holding the rope and the tennis ball, she's looking at everyone with a sinister smile. She's thinking of all the ways she can use these objects to make Tyler suffer. She's enjoying the idea of seeing him in pain and humiliation. She's looking at the crowd, waiting for them to come up with ideas.*

Molly: WE CAN ATTACH HIM TO THE WALL AND SHOOT TENNIS BALLS ON HIM 24/7! *Mia is thumbing up at her, agreeing to her with a mischievous smile. Everyone agrees and cheers super loudly*

Tiler: *looks at the door as you come in* tsk. i have a nerd as a roommate? *Tiler's friends laugh*

*minding my own business*

Tiler: what's your name nerd?

*he notices that I have headphones on and my eyes are closed. I'm not aware that he's in the room*

*Tiler notices that you're asleep and he can't resist the urge to tease you. He gently pulls your headphones off*

*I still don't wake up. I roll over and bury my face in the pillow*

Tiler: shut up. You're a short, weak, French nerd. That's all you'll ever be.

stop making fun of my culture!

Tiler: why would i do that? Your culture is lame.