Apartment Above Stark Indistries, Saturday Midday
Tyler was sleeping.
well, kind of.
Okay, so he was watching QVC. But he was lying down, so it counted.
He knew the day after prom traditions on the island, but he wasn't all that concerned about the kids. Estella had been ... surprisingly sweet, once he got used to her. He wouldn't mind if she showed up again. And if nobody did, well, that meant more time to stare at the idiot box and contemplate how much plastic surgery it took to look like Joan Rivers.
He shifted just enough to turn the volume up, relatively at peace.
[OOC: For two, I believe.]
well, kind of.
Okay, so he was watching QVC. But he was lying down, so it counted.
He knew the day after prom traditions on the island, but he wasn't all that concerned about the kids. Estella had been ... surprisingly sweet, once he got used to her. He wouldn't mind if she showed up again. And if nobody did, well, that meant more time to stare at the idiot box and contemplate how much plastic surgery it took to look like Joan Rivers.
He shifted just enough to turn the volume up, relatively at peace.
[OOC: For two, I believe.]