Tyler just kept making out with his hat. Isn't that a nice hat? Yes it is. After about fifteen hours, Tyler stopped making out with the fedora. Tyler was hungry. He had a nice dinner with his fedora using a box as a table. "Fedora?" Tyler said. Silence. "I love you, Fedora." Tyler said. Raegan was jealous of the fedora, watching. Ghost Logan floated by Tyler again. "You need mental help." Ghost Logan said, then floating away. Tyler was still being lovey dovey with his fedora.
TO BE CONTINUED...? THE FUCK IS MY LIFE?!
