drugstore perfume | joshler

dix-sept

a/n blue haired josh is a gift and a treasure what an angel

tyler was sitting on his couch sipping a cup of hot green tea when he heard the knocking. he furrowed his eyebrows because it was -- he glanced at the clock -- 3 in the morning. (tyler always was a night owl.) the knocking grew more insistent. he frowned, sighed, and stuck a coaster under his mug and went to the door. he heard a loud "hEy oPEN uP" before he swung the door open and got punched in the face. he fell backwards immediately, partially from the blow -- but mostly from surprise. tyler started terribly easily.

everything was black for about five seconds, and then tyler came to. he was flat on his back on the floor, so he started to get up. the stranger, shocked, rushed to help tyler up. tyler was looking at the floor, trying to get everything in focus and collect himself when the man finally kneeled down and looked the boy in the eyes and asked, "hey, you okay? i'm really sorry it's just that my daughter-"

tyler blinked a couple times before passing out again in front of the crimson-haired man.