it's time for me to start looking at a real job.
of course, there won't be many options given i couldn't go to college, but i'm hoping, praying, that music will be able to get me some sort of income.
so i went around town looking for anything music related, and i found a restaurant with a sign looking for live entertainment friday nights.
i decided to give it a shot.
i walked in and told them i could do it if they still needed, and they happily agreed.
so i went back to the apartment, grabbed my uke, and went back.
i got up to the mic and started to play.
it felt natural being on stage.
i took requests, and people seemed to be actually enjoying me singing.
they even gave me tips.
$250 in tips on top of $150 from the restaurant itself for performing.
$400.
in one night.
they asked me to come back tomorrow.
i happily agreed.
when i got home, i told joshua all about it and the $400.
"while i am incredibly impressed that you made that much," he said, picking me up and kissing my lips. "i am so incredibly proud of you for doing something you love and being so amazing at it."
i blushed and smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "thank you, joshua," i said as i kissed his lips.
he smiled and hugged me tightly, grabbing his keys and carrying me out the door. "c'mon, baby. let's go celebrate."
so we left and got sprinkles cupcakes, eating them outside at one of the tables.
he smeared frosting on my nose, so i did the same to him and giggled as i kissed it off, both of us bursting into laughter when he but icing on my lips so he had an excuse to kiss me.
we then went back to the car after getting a little cupcake-shaped treat for jim. we went home and gave him the treat, and he was very excited about it.
we all got on the bed and cuddled, jim pouting when josh would kiss my head and not his.
"i've gotta kiss ty a lil extra tonight, mr. spøøky," josh giggled. "tomorrow night, too. and the next. and the next."
i blushed and giggled, kissing josh's lips then the top of jim's head.
i love my boys.
-tyler
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The Notebook//Joshler
FanfictionWelcome to Tyler Joseph's journal. This is where he keeps his thoughts. The journal sits in his bedside table, and there are no intentions for anyone to ever read it. Though, here you are. Welcome.